- I’m grateful that I’m never expected to pick up dog poo.
- I’m grateful that Karlo watches Charlie Brown specials with me.
- I’m grateful that Karlo only bruised my rib and didn’t break my back.
- I’m grateful that our doggies love me more.
- I’m grateful that Karlo agrees that popcorn and ice cream is a perfectly acceptable dinner.
- I’m grateful that my artificial Christmas tree doesn’t make me break out into hives (like real trees do).
- I’m grateful that Karlo will watch What Not To Wear with me and then pretend that he’s Clinton when we are shopping.
- I’m grateful that Karlo dances with me despite the fact that he has to wear ‘gay’ shoes.
- I’m grateful that the FedEx and UPS guys know where Eastford is.
- And mostly, I’m grateful that my family doesn’t expect me to cook a turkey. In fact, they would probably be more terrified to eat it than I am to attempt to cook it.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
My Unexpected Grateful List
Yesterday I asked Lisa if she was going to suggest a ‘list’ for us to blog about. She said she couldn’t come up with anything other than a list of Things to be Grateful For and she thought that was a cop out. I guess she was right. I mean everybody is essentially grateful for the same things . . . We are grateful for our good health, the roofs over our heads, our family & friends, the jobs that pay our bills . . . . boring. So I decided to come up with a list of some unexpected things that I’m grateful for.
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Fun! If I have time today I'll make one of these lists!!! Happy Thanksgiving!
PS - Karlo sounds like a catch! :>
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