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The last day of thankfulness. I’d say several of you are thankful its over, although I tend to stay long winded throughout the year, not just November 🙂 I reckon I better be thankful for the Good Lord today. Most people who participate in this are thankful for Him on the very first day, & that’s good, but I wasn’t. I don’t remember why, or even what I was thankful for that day, but I am thankful for Him every day. He is the reason I can be thankful for everything else. But for the non-believers out there, shoving religion down their throats every day is not the way to get them saved. I don’t think so, anyway, and I’m speaking from experience. Just like anything else, you have to want it. I want to help you want it. I am thankful for Jesus dying for this sinner right here. I should show it more. Also thankful for my Facebook friends who read my posts & enjoy them. I pride myself on knowing every single one of you. And if you’ve made it this far, I must really like you a lot because I’ve weeded out pretty much all the people who feel the need to argue with me on every post whether it be about pimento cheese or padded walking horses (yes, seriously. Same person) & the virtual stalkers. I am…
I’m thankful I didn’t have to go into work last night to sell JUNK to the hordes of lunatics who camped out. I’m also thankful I had the sense to stay in & sleep & not make the news actin’ a fool shopping for more crap this morning. ….ok, ok, I know that isn’t very nice but you see the news & there’s always some wide-eyed lady who just can’t believe how wild it was & how people were fighting & grabbing. Give me a break. If you got some awesome deals, good for you, hope it was worth it. I hope you’ve got your priorities straight. My personal belief is that if you ever worked retail on Black Friday you probably wouldn’t contribute to the madness. The sheer force of people in a hurry, their brutality if you weren’t fast enough, or Katie bar the doors if something rang up wrong. I also believe if you ever had to work on a major holiday & didn’t get to spend time with your family, you wouldn’t participate in the Thanksgiving Day sales. I may be wrong. But I worked for dispatch long enough to miss out on quite a few holidays & even if spending time with my family wasn’t my most favorite thing in the world, I still missed it acutely…
Today is a very, very special day. I have been waiting on it all month. Not only because its Thanksgiving (my favorite holiday), but it is also my Bestest Friend in the Whole Wide World’s BIRTHDAY. It is no coincidence, she is the biggest turkey I know 😉 I wanted to wait till today to be thankful for her & it was difficult because I’m grateful for Lisa every single day. She has been the one I call for advice, a laugh, or just when I need someone to agree with me when no one else does for many, many years. We grew up together, which meant getting in trouble together, spent late nights together telling secrets (those actually increased the older we got), & laughed so hard together I was actually sore the next day. I always shake my head when people say they married their best friend. I didn’t. Now, don’t get me wrong, I love Shug & we are super tight, but Lisa is the one I have The Pact with. You know, the person I call to help me drag a body across the floor at two in the morning. This is a good person to have. I’m so thankful to have Lisa. I hope all of you have a best friend. I hope they are as awesome as mine…
I’m gonna be somewhat superficial in my thankfulness today. I am thankful for my wedding. July 21st was a wonderful day. It was pretty much perfect. This was due to a lot of people working their hind ends off. Every woman should get the flawless wedding of her dreams. I was fortunate enough to have it all: from the horse drawn carriage & elaborate dress, to the sweetest cake & beautiful venue. Not to forget the best maid of honor in the history of the world~anybody that can keep me calm for seven months solid deserves a trophy. And the groom was sooo handsome and accomodating 😉 AND it didn’t rain. That was monumental. I spent a lot of knee time in the weeks prior praying for that specific thing. It paid off, it rained all around us but not at the Ramsey House. So I’m just thankful for everyone who took part in my special day & helped make it the most awesome day ever. It laid the foundation to a great marriage. I am blessed…
Thankful for our military & emergency services, including the doctors & nurses in our land. There’s plenty of talk about retailers being open on Thanksgiving & the mess that’s known far & wide as Black Friday…but think about all the people that have absolutely no choice but to work, whether it be trooping across the desert hauling a weapon, hunting evil, or patroling for drunk drivers in their police car (or perhaps just rousting them from their family’s living room), or the EMS & fire that respond to someone who had just too much everything & stroke out over the pumpkin pie. And not to forget the dispatchers that send them, your front line of help. Thank you to the civil servants of America. What would we do without you? You don’t think about these people until you need them, then they are worth more than all the riches of England. I’m thankful there are people who love to heal & protect others. I can barely put a bandaid on Shug…
You wanna know what its like at the last home game of the season? Its a roar. Its the stadium shaking so hard from the pounding from almost two hundred thousand feet that it makes your liver quiver. Its Vandy, whom as a rule aren’t even worth the energy it takes to scream yourself hoarse & then take a coughing fit because the air is so cold you can watch it float away from your mouth. Its being so chilled from the slight breeze out of the north that you can’t feel your fingers or nose but you’re vaguely aware that its dripping. Its fans not leaving in the fourth quarter because we’re only ahead by three. Its Rocky Top. Again & again. Its UT football. And I love it…
I reckon since its my mommas birthday I better be thankful for her, lest face her wrath, which is wide & encompassing. So I will be thankful that she brought me into this world (because many, many times she has threatened to take me out), thankful that she hasn’t killed me by now (because I know she has wanted to lots of times. She probably won’t admit it on here, much preferring to be seen as angelic but let me get her riled, you’ll see), thankful she’s always been a hard-working woman (she has held a full time job since I started school but also volunteered at the school all the time, &never missed a play/ special performance/etc. And she works on her yard like Jose or Hose-B). Thankful that between her & my grandmother, they tried their best to bring me up a well-rounded lady (well, they got half of it right, haha) by enrolling me in every lesson coming & going (baton, clogging, guitar, swimming, modeling). But she let me be a little redneck girl at the same time, tromping through the woods & riding horses bareback when I thought nobody was lookin’. Thankful that she catered-and still does to my book obsession. Thankful that she married a good man, my stepdad Scott, instead of someone who would have treated me like last month’s garbage. I’ve picked up that…
I stole someone elses thankfulness today. I couldn’t help it, its so good. Brandi is the wife of a co-worker, & they have a special needs daughter. (Also a little mischievious son & another one in officially three more days!) Anyway, Kenzie is blonde & FABULOUS. She loves some leopard print & over-the-top bows. In a message to Brandi a few minutes ago, I was making sure she didn’t mind me telling y’all that she’s handicapped. Brandi said, “No problem, she doesn’t know she’s different, she thinks everyone else is.” Perfect. This little girl is so bursting with love & is a wonderful example of what we all need to be. And I think that’s a direct reflection of how she was raised. Love ya Brandi & Scotty, y’all are too cool…
Thankful for my job. Actually, to be more honest, I am thankful for the friendships it has forged. I feel like I have a long lost sister in Jill Wilson after spending just a few short days together in Vegas 🙂 some of my customers are pretty awesome. They have taught me more about the world than college ever did. I have made some amazing contacts & I almost feel famous when I go to horse shows or tractor pulls. I also have Co-op to thank for my marriage. Shug used to come in every Friday afternoon to buy TWO 50# bags of dog food. I would anticipate his arrival, counting down the minutes, pacing in the showroom with one eye on the door. The rest is history lol! My whole life has been shaped by that store. But its more than that…it is a way of life. I have memories from as early as I can remember about riding there with my pap (Great-grandfather) to get garden seed & fertilizer, to picking out an easter bunny with my mom, horse feed & lead ropes later on, & an extra car key cut when I was seventeen & could drive myself. Not that I don’t have bad moments…terrible days…& weeks that feel like they are never gonna end, but after ten plus years, what would I rather be doing? I hang out all day, talking to my friends. If nothing else…
Thankful I have never went hungry a day in my life. (yes, I know, it shows) I have been ravenous, but only until I could get something fixed, or drive to acquire nourishment. I did something today I have never once done before. I rarely give to charity. I know that sounds awful, but hang on. You know how it is, especially this time of year. Every store will dollar you to death. Salvation Army camped out at the front door, making you feel guilty when you walk past, arms full of shopping bags stuffed to the gills. I can’t keep up with which organizations give the most back, then to add to that, which ones support other causes that may not be the most legitimate. Also, I see MYSELF as poor. I know, please don’t lecture me on how America has the richest people overall, & how if I’ve got a roof over my head & people that love me, I’m blessed beyond measure. I know this. I’ve never had to draw unemployment. I’m extremely fortunate. However, I live in a dated house, drive an older truck, & don’t live extravagantly by any standards. So I typically don’t donate. Then you see these people at gas stations, begging for money to go see their Grandmother who lives in Nashville because she’s had a heart attack & their car’s broke…
