Giving Thanks

I've tried a bunch of times to make a detailed list of all the things I'm thankful for, but it's just too much. I can't do it. I got #1 down - family and friends. That's a given. They are all amazing people who have had a direct effect on who I am today. Even the ones who think they couldn't have possibly...yes, them to. Absolutely. But after that, it all breaks down into a jumbly mess. I'm thankful that I have work, that I get to go to college and develop a talent and love that I have, that I can afford a car to drive and food to eat, that sweet potatoes exist, that my dog Greta is so funny and dang cute, that birds can make me feel choked up, that Fall smells the way it does, that jumping into a pool will always feel as good as it does, that jokes will always be funny and I will always love laughing at them. There a million and ten things that I am thankful for. I'll do my best to keep them in mind tomorrow during dinner while I'm eating as many crescent rolls as I possibly can, and thanking Jesus for the Pillsbury Dough Boy while I do so.

Have a great holiday everybody. I'll be thinking of you.

This past Saturday I celebrated my sister Maggie's 30th birthday. She had three cakes and more friends than I could count to help her celebrate, and it was an intense experience. There's so much of me that still sees her as the funny little mess of a girl who I both adored and terrorized growing up. We've been so much to each other over the years - inspiration, confidante, aggravator, instigator - that there are times I think I understand what twins feel about each other. Maggie and I have been, and still are, so connected. There is rarely a time when my heart doesn't twinge a little when I see her. She's my baby sister. I claimed her as my own as soon as she came through the door, and I intend on staying true to that claim. I love you, Mary Magdelene. Happy Birthday~

Happy Birthday Rob!

Happy Birthday to my funniest, most bestest husband ever! I love you so much, and hope you have an incredible day.

I pledge to you this, on this the day of your birth: I will do all I can to make today a great, fun day JUST SHORT of peeing in your own vomit in a crystal's drive-thru (sorry, boys). I love you, Bubby!