Yeah. The day will probably end up like this for my husband. On MomalomsMom’s couch. Feet up. Children running circles around him. Tugging at his feet. Crawling on his chest. While he sleeps through it all.
In fact, he’s taking a nap as I write this. As my oldest son animates the Military Channel. As my grandmother inquires about our latest good reads. As my best friend calls me to wish a Happy Thanksgiving.
The bird cooks. The stuffing is stuffed. The beans are greening up. And I am happy as can be. I might, however, have to borrow some yoga pants from GG even before dinner is served as I’ve already consumed my weight in mango stilton and olive tapenade.
Happy Thanksgiving. To all.
As I wrote Goldfish this morning, I used to think this day was kind of cheesy. But like with many family traditions, I now see the point. Sometimes we do need a day to force us to think about how much thanking we have to do. How grateful we are. And how very very wealthy our lives are.
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Happy Thansgiving Sarah. I always think Valentine’s Day is cheesy… Why do we need a holiday to say “I love you@ to someone? Shouldn’t we say it every day? But Thanksgiving is more than just an excuse to say Thank You… It’s a day to be With those you love when you otherwise probably wouldn’t and you eat some damn good food while you’re at it!
At least that’s my take!
Xx
Becca
happy thanksgiving, my american friend(s). your hubby looks very peaceful napping like that. now would be a prime opportunity to give him a mustache and an eyepatch with a Sharpie.
just sayin’.
I have loved Thanksgiving so much this year that I don’t even recognize myself. Perhaps it is that my meds need readjusting. But every time I even try to think about my beautiful life, I start crying. Yikes.
And I’m sitting in bed, starving (because our Thanksgiving isn’t until tomorrow), and then I read about mango Stilton and olive tapenade and my mouth is quite literally watering and there is a very real possibility that I may need to go raid the refrigerator before I can sleep.
I hope you had a truly beautiful day.
It’s almost 2am and the cat woke me up because HE wants a snack (by the way, anyone wanna cat?), and if I’m getting out of bed at 1:45am I am damn well getting myself a snack, too, so I’m raising my chocolate covered pretzels in the air and toasting you. Because you are right. It’s a damn good life.
My thanksgiving was not to read all the blogs and limit myself to twitter only a few times! We had a great thanksgiving and full belly means excellent sleep =) Hope yours was fabulous!
Hope it was a wonderful day for all the family branches, as they gathered in a variety of spots. As for the husbands sleeping on couches – how is it they always manage to do that? It must be one of those mysterious XY versus XX chromosomal things. (Yeah, right.)
Our Thanksgiving was relaxing. Chill. I loved it. I slept like your husband : ). Happy late Thanksgiving!
I hope your family had a great Thanksgiving and that your husband got that nap.
Thanksgiving does have a way of forcing us into the conscious thankfulness we SHOULD have all year long but life sweeps away from us. I am thankful for Thanksgiving for this reason (and many others!)
Happy Thanksgiving, friend. (late) I appreciated your email (on connecting and being present) more than I can say. I was traveling when I got it, and once again, you made my day by letting me know I was heard and a connection was made.
Peace.