Today we went to the Children's Museum, ate lunch at Seattle Center, made pies, played games and watched videos on YouTube!!! Thanksgiving break rocks!!!!!!
Okay, we did do those things. But not in immediate succession and not with a !!!!!! sense of joy. Though it was nice to be able to take Max and Claire somewhere they really love to go. Personally, I think they've outgrown the Children's Museum, but they don't share that opinion.
Apparently tomorrow is Thanksgiving. Since I've spent my week kvetching, I thought I should partake in the Grateful List. (Take into account that I am, of course, above all else, grateful that my family, good friends, and I are well-fed, sheltered, healthy and at times even mentally stable.)
I'm grateful for...
• The Library. I've sworn off buying books on a regular basis. I was whipping through them too fast and spending a lot. I've recently discovered, though, that the library is for more than just storytime and picture books. They stock actual novels, too. Good ones!
• A husband who, yesterday, offered to walk from his downtown office up to 9th and Seneca in the bitter cold to pick up some tickets for me and the kids.
• Goose down.
• Potatoes.
• Xanax.
• Cinnamon. Love it sprinkled in my coffee grounds.
• Iron Supplements. Without which I'd be a rag doll heaped on the floor. Staring up at the world through my black button eyes.
• A mother-in-law willing to play 500 rounds of Chutes and Ladders and clean up after me in the kitchen.
• Cats and their ear fur.
• Rain. Which will soon come and wash the snow away.
• Lip balm.
• A new oven whose exhaust fan will not be groaning through three hours of turkey roasting.
• Turkey roasting.
• Songs sung in French.
• Boots. Tall, short, sturdy, impractical.
• A job that is not my life's work, but that I like for now.
• Reading glasses.
• Sledding. As long as I don't get too cold. Or wet.
• Taking moody photos that I can hardly wait to upload and convert to black and white.
• Writing.
• You guys. Thanks so incredibly much for reading.