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Post by momof3anddog on Nov 6, 2012 20:13:53 GMT -6
Lets see. I have had a weird few days and I am fairly thankful that through it all I haven't gone off of the deep end and am able to see the bizarre humor in it all. I will only cover today's weirdness that I had happen and am thankful. I got up early again. Got lots done; Kids got up early too, unbeknownst to me; I went upstairs to go to bathroom, kids went downstairs on me; Oldest tried to make hot cocoa in the microwave and started a fire, screamed bloody murder and yelled "fire"; All kids start crying; Went downstairs as fast as I could expecting to get them out of the house to major drama; I found out it wasn't a full-fledged fire yet -- only in the microwave that's it. Thankful, Thankful, and then more Thankful. Then, because I was up early and kids scared themselves awake, we all got ready super early. I got them off to daycare way early so I could go vote. Was thankful at 7:30 AM in the morning that my voting place was really, really busy. My only desire for today was just that everyone make an effort to vote in this beautiful country that we are allowed to vote -- even though it is such a negative, negative campaigning for months on end by both major parties. Drove away from the precinct, got less than 2 miles away, and hit a big-fat already dead, road kill turkey in the middle of my HWY, while I going full-speed ahead. Those suckers are like hitting a giant speedbump (by the way). Couldn't believe that I didn't bottom out my mom-mobile van or wreck it. Didn't hurt myself, my car, or cause an accident and hurt anyone else. Thinking, "is this some kinda weird karma sign or message from God above about my voting choices? Is this good, bad, or in-between answer to did I make the right choices? (think big fat turkey and government spending, and you'll get that comment). Nah.. I think I'm being a little nuts. But just so you know, I'm afraid of all birds, especially big birds like Wild Turkeys and Parrots that just come up to you, just like some people are afraid of snakes or spiders. Thankful, Thankful, Thankful. Just thankful that I didn't have to get out of my car and see the squashed turkey or my car. Sometimes my life is just weird. But I'm still thankful for it.
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Post by dara1012 on Nov 6, 2012 22:29:16 GMT -6
Wow momof3 -- that is a crazy day! Lots to be thankful for, glad everyone is safe and sound. Hoping for a less crazy day for you tomorrow.
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Post by bumblebee23 on Nov 7, 2012 8:09:02 GMT -6
Day 7: I am thankful for MoMs. I have met such divers, wonderful, and caring moms from this web site. They are women to go to for advice, to find a laugh with, and most of all come together when one of us are facing a tradgedy. We have met on several occasions for some girl night fun. Even though we met online we are all always there for eachother and that has been an amazing thing to be a part of.
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Post by bumblebee23 on Nov 7, 2012 8:09:54 GMT -6
OMG momof3! What a crazy bizarre day you had! I think I would have hunkered down in the house after that crazy morning!
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Post by onlyoneboy on Nov 7, 2012 8:17:23 GMT -6
Momof3 sure hope you have a better day today
Today I am thankful I have access to healthcare.
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Post by dara1012 on Nov 7, 2012 10:25:03 GMT -6
today I am thankful to live in a state that did NOT write discrimination into our constitution.
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Post by momof3anddog on Nov 8, 2012 19:13:52 GMT -6
Today, I was thankful for good, strong coffee so I could get going in the morning. I had one of those nights were all the kids won't sleep and they want to sleep right on top of you and wiggle in their sleep all night. I love snuggle buggling my kids. But the older they get, the more dramatic they get in their 360 spins in bed and wear me out. So I kept going from room to room to get some sleep and they always found me. Then I went back to the big King Bed that I started at and it was peed-in, compliments of one of my twins who is mostly potty-trained but still does that sometimes. So Coffee made it possible for me to get going. Love, Love Coffee. And my Keurig Coffee Maker.
PS. If anyone has any ideas how to not have my twins join me to sleep with me, that would be great. Once out of the cribs, they started coming to sleep with us. Not what we wanted. Not how we started, but it is how we ended up. I think I need to be on Nanny 911. But I'm too tired to have her telling me what to do -- even if it would be for everyone's own good.
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Post by dara1012 on Nov 8, 2012 20:12:15 GMT -6
day 8: I am thankful for the people I supervise. They always make me laugh and I love working together w/ them to help people w/ disabilities
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Post by sarahisis on Nov 8, 2012 21:47:21 GMT -6
Today I'm thankful for Kristen Hannah ...my favorite author!!
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Post by momof3anddog on Nov 9, 2012 7:16:47 GMT -6
Today I am thankful for Fred my Basset Hound-Blue Heeler Mix. He's a little odd looking, but so what. He lets me know that I am the best "dog mom" on the face of the earth every morning. Usually he is the first awake "member" in the household that is in a pleasant mood. He usually wants to snuggle for a few minutes and then greet me with happy snuffles, smushes his long body, short legs into me for some back scratches with a fiercely wagging tale. If you are somehow in a bad mood, or over-tired mood, he will cheer you right out of it.
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Post by onlyoneboy on Nov 9, 2012 8:22:33 GMT -6
Today I am thankful for a cup of coffee to start my day.
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Post by sarahisis on Nov 9, 2012 12:20:03 GMT -6
Today I am thankful for the sun!! Let it shine!!!!!
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Post by momof3anddog on Nov 9, 2012 12:32:52 GMT -6
I always have a difficult time writing about my mother, as she is someone I loved dearly, and lost during the the Holiday Season of 1988 to advanced breast cancer. So here it goes so you understand why she was so important to me -- My mom was a Thanksgiving Baby in 1933. She was a baby born to my grandmother when my grandmother had lost 1 or 2 babies during the Holidays. My mother was very honest that the Holidays in her famly were hard -- because their large family didn't have a lot of money when she was growing up, her father was gone for long period of time working on the railroad, and her mother worked during his absence to make ends meet as a school cook, when most other people's mothers didn't work need to work. She let me know that her mother always had a "touch of sadness" underlying her at that time of the year -- about what might have been for the babies she lost. My mom often said to me as I grew older, that she loved Thanksgiving. It was her favorite holiday, because it was about noticing what you did have instead of what you didn't. It was also about noticing someone's human capacity. She, always said, "Don't judge what you don't know... and even if you think you do know it, you might not." She was referring to many things with that statement. But most often it was what someone was going through or might be going through. Often it was about children and their capacity to survive the difficult things that might be happening in their lives - mothers and fathers dying or having mental illness, drinking too much, or marriages ending with kids caught in the middle, or a child born with a problem or having a disease. She believed in the human capacity all involved to survive and grow in spite of it. She would tell me that over and over, when I was about 12 and starting to grasp the really of going deaf, not being able to keep up with kids socially, as well as dealing with the school bully who would say nasty things to me or about me to other kids around -- making everyone laugh and knowing that I likely missed at least some of it. She had an amazing capacity to understand and love people and be able to get me to deal with things I didn't want to understand -- to see the "other side" of what I or someone else was experiencing. She was the word compassion personified. So mom, I think of you often, and especially during the count-down to Thanksgiving Day and the start of the rest of the holiday season. And yes, Mona (Richison) Rasmussen, nearly 24 years after your death, and a couple of weeks before your birthday, your daughter of your heart (me), can still hear your voice saying "Don't judge what you don't know.... and even if you think you do know, you might not." Love you, miss you.
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Post by bumblebee23 on Nov 12, 2012 16:29:26 GMT -6
Day 8: i am thankful for my son Tyler. He is so much like me. He has a sensitive soul and is so very smart. Day 9: I am thankful for my son Cody. So like his dad. He always has to act tough but is so a hard worker ad always helping around the house. Day 10: i am thankful to friends tat share their Zach Brown band concer tickets. Tonight is going to be awesome. Day 11: I am thankful for chocolate. Such a nice nice treat when I feel I need one!
Day 12: I am thankful for my home. We worked hard to buy our own house and I love my neighborhood.
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Post by sarahisis on Nov 12, 2012 16:37:14 GMT -6
Day ten... thankful for my smart añd beautiful twin cousins day eleven ... thankful for our veterans, past and present day twelve ... thankful for all the "luxeries" we are blessed to be able to afford!
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