Ok, so I'm not American but I live in Alaska (until I manage to escape that is!!) and it has not escaped my notice that tomorrow is Thanksgiving.
I won't bore you with all the historical facts about this tradition; you can ask Google if you really want to know, but I will tell you what I am thankful for, just in case you were curious.
In no particular order:
I am thankful for my two beautiful daughters, who make me so proud and who keep my days entertaining when it is quiet in the office. We talk on facebook, complete random nonsense mostly, we go virtual shopping together, we discuss life in general, we swap photos of Chihuahuas and kittens.
I am thankful for our two little Chihuahuas, so small in size yet so huge in personality, they absolutely make my day. From keeping me warm under the covers at night, to warming my heart with their precious little faces and their funny antics. When they do things on the carpet that they are absolutely FORBIDDEN to do, but do it anyway, I am thankful for the carpet shampooer we bought in a sale two years ago.
I am thankful for Perfect Husband, who rarely annoys me and is mostly a wonderful man who does all the cooking and drives me where I want to go without complaint. (I can drive, but I refuse to in this country on account of everyone being on the wrong side of the road.) He adores most things British (including me) and makes my life here a good one. He gives in to my crazy schemes because he knows it means I owe him a crazy scheme or two of his own.
I am thankful for my job: it's a somewhat quirky little office, filled with somewhat quirky people, (and on the odd occasion their toddlers and puppies) but they let me listen to British radio on my computer, and turn a blind eye to my constant facebooking and ebaying for shiny things.
I am thankful for my health which is in general pretty good, although one never wants to tempt Fate, especially as anything remotely medical here is shockingly expensive.
And finally, I am thankful for the fact that although it often seems that Life is throwing huge amounts of crap at me on an almost daily basis, so far at least, I have managed to stay one step ahead (albeit a very tiny one).
I will be mostly sitting at the counter in the kitchen on Thanksgiving Day, Chihuahuas balanced on my lap and a glass of red in my hand, supervising Perfect Husband while he cooks us a delicious feast. Then I will clear up after, and we will watch the telly and relax, like two semi comatose caterpillars.
Friday is of course Shopping In The Sales If You Are Completely Mad And Without Regard For Your Own Safety day, and I will of course be in The Body Shop filling my basket with enough delicious smelling potions and lotions to last me until next November.
I wish you all a very Happy Thanksgiving wherever you are.
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