2008: Reduce, reuse, recycle. Third time's a charm, eh? I promise I'll come up with a new list next year (or I'll hope that you've forgotten my promise by then.)
2007: Recycled from last year because I have been up to my elbows in pumpkin all afternoon, and because really, this list hasn't changed all that much.
Ten Things For Which I Am Thankful (In no particular order)
1. My family. They are just neat people, good folk. I love that we get along. And most of them will be here for Thanksgiving.
2. Hand knit socks and the people who make them. They make my feet toasty. (The socks, not the people. The people make my heart feel toasty, though.)
3. Loving Husband cleans up cat throw-up. It makes me gag. So he does it for me. I am also thankful that the cats hardly ever throw up.
4. Loving Husband. I'd be thankful for him even if he wasn't willing to clean up barf. He's a pretty swell guy.
5. The library. It still amazes me that there's a place were we can go and get books for free (as long as we bring them back!).
6. I don't have to cook the turkey on Thursday. (Loving Husband again. He's a good cook.)
7. Pie. I'm making pumpkin pie for Thanksgiving. I am also thankful for pumpkins.
Off on a pie tangent....I've always wondered: What were the nine kinds of pie that Harold (the round-headed guy with the purple crayon) liked best? I could write a whole post about pie. Heck, I could probably write several posts about pie. Not now, though.
8. We have the time, the energy and ability, and the resources to homeschool the kids. It's such a pleasure to discover the world with all of them. We've been enjoying our time together. I am so grateful that we embarked on this journey as it's been a real blessing.
9. Sweet Life Patisserie. I am always grateful for this establishment because they have yummy desserts and because they made us a beautiful wedding cake a few years back. But this week I am especially grateful because my son requested a chocolate pie for his birthday. I don't want to make a chocolate pie. So Sweet Life is making his pie, to be picked up Wednesday afternoon. I am sure that Sweet Life is thankful that I am willing to pay an exorbitant amount for a chocolate pie. (2008: Actually, this year, no chocolate pie. Instead he made his own cake. My eight-year-old boy made, with the help of his brothers and cousins, a pink cake with pink frosting. I'm still thankful for Sweet Life, though. They make cheesecake year round.)
I forgot something. See #11 here.