I used to ride with my dad in the potato truck and we would listen to Paul Harvey 's "The Rest of the Story." I miss those long summer days, my dad, and Paul Harvey; but now you may hear the rest of OUR story! ..."Good Day"

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

I'm Thankful...

(I'm just cleaning house...  now that I can get into my blog, I am posting old entries that were in the "draft" stage.)

Well, Thanksgiving is next week.  I wouldn't believe it, if I hadn't followed the year on the calendar.  Christmas right around the corner, this year will be the funnest yet.  Abby is already talking about Santa.  Before I jump to Christmas and Christmas posts, I want to share what (and who) I am thankful for this year...

My mom.  She loves her family and I'm lucky enough to be one of them!  My mom sets high standards for herself in everything she does.   She loves big and works hard to achieve her goals.  Most days, I don't think I could ever reach what she is.

My sister.  I have missed her so much.  Sometimes when I talk on the phone with her, I think our conversations sound like we are 19th century ladies of the "ton, and other times I am talking to myself which becomes most apparent when we say the same thing at the same time.  She is creative, witty, charming, and loves her kids fiercely.

Mike being out of school.  Wow, we made it!

Mike.  He compliments my personality in every way.  He picks up (literally) my slack.  He isn't above mopping and vaccuming.  When I am overwhelmed he just knows what I need.  After 15 years, I even think he is still funny.  He has become a devoted dad and husband.  He thinks that the world revolves around Abby, which I happen to agree with.

My friends.  They are co-workers, neighbors, visiting teachers, and old roomates.  They help me get through tough days.

Monnie, Kathy, and Hilary.  I lucked out in the in-law department.  As unfortunate as not having actual in-laws, these three strong ladies have filled in 100 fold for their brother and son.  Not a month or holiday goes by without me hearing from at least one or all three.  They spoil us with their time, sentimental gifts, or just something "cool" they have found.  They have conditioned Abby enough that when a package arrives, she thinks it's for her.  Being the only family outside of California, they make sure we know we are missed and loved.  I would have married into their family even without Mike.  (He knows it too!)

I am thankful.

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