All The Crap I'm Thankful For This Year

Since today is the official day of giving thanks, I thought I'd take the time and reflect on the things that I'm thankful for this year. Her is my list, in no particular order, except that the most important ones are the top four. Oh, so, kind of an order but then no order, got it?

1. My kids....even when they're being annoying pains in the ass I love them to pieces.

1. My husband...I don't even have enough time today to list all the reasons why.

1. My health.....because raising the husband and children takes A LOT of energy.

1. My family, even if most of them ARE as crazy as I am.

Okay, now that we've established the important ones, here are other (mostly trivial) things that make me stupid happy but I'm also really thankful for.

2. My DVR, which so happily accepts that I don't always have time to spend with it and will just fill up with the shows I've set to record for future DVR date nights. Oh, and for being so easy to use that my six year old (or a half awake mom of three-almost-four) can use it.

3. My "besties", for being there when I need to vent about how under appreciated I am, or how the kids are driving me crazy, or how the husband just doesn't get it. And for sharing your similar stories so I know I'm not alone.

4. My kindle, which can be read with one hand so I can squeeze five minutes of reading in while I eat lunch, cook dinner, or do other Mom-ly multitasking tasks. Also, thank you kindle for being able to fit like a gazillion books on you and not taking up ANY space in my teeny tiny house. Well other than the space of a kindle. Which isn't big at all.

5. My teeny tiny house....because even though I lament the lack of two crappers and breathing room (Hopefully not breathing room IN the crapper!), I know we're lucky to have a roof over our head. Especially if the alternative is a cardboard box. Or a van down by the river.

6. Christmas movies for their ability to offer me a drug free instant pick me up.

7. Pregnancy boobs (and post pregnancy milk boobs) for making me feel Boobalicious. (Until I stop nursing and they go back to their normal size.) And thanks to my husband for telling me that more than a handful is a waste anyway. And not having Shaquille O'Neal sized hands.

8. The internet for giving me multiple means of time wasting opportunities AND a way to get Christmas shopping done without having to put a bra on and leave the house. I love you online shopping. And free shipping. And "Biggest Sales Of The Season!".

9. Netflix for making sure I see a current movie at least three times a year, which is about how often I remember there's a disc on the dresser waiting to be watched. And for having all the kids movies available for the rest of the times so I can occupy my kids for 90 minutes and escape to a corner of the house to read/breathe/stop pulling my hair out.

10. Baking, for giving me an outlet so I'm only mildly crazy and not straight out psycho. A special shout out to scratch made cakes for being so darn delicious and therapeutic. And cookies for always having my back and creating sweet (ha!) memories for my kids and how the cookie jar was always full.

11. Sweaters, fuzzy socks, and gloves. Because I HATE being cold.

12. Gestational gymnastics. Even when I'm pretty sure he's bruising several internal organs with his kick boxing, at least I know he's thriving and living the good life.

13. Pictures, even if I only remember to take them 3 times a year. At least I can document the kids growing up and give them tangible evidence that their parents were NOT boring and we DID do fun things and yes, we WERE cool parents (in our own minds at least).

14. Chocolate. Enough said.

15. Music, for keeping me sane when I couldn't bake. And for just being awesome.

16. Coffee, for getting me through the day without slapping, maiming, or murdering all the idiots I may come into contact with. And for helping me stay awake during 9 AM meetings. (Or after all nighters in my "youth".)

17. Co-workers, for making my non-lotto life of having to be a working woman not suck as much as it could. (Like say if I was a rectal thermometer tester or a podiatrist.) And for being my "second family" who I probably see more than my real family now that I think about it.

If I've forgotten anything, I apologize. There are probably many things I'm thankful for that I don't even know. (Like clothes, for not making me have to walk around in a post-child bearing body naked. Thank you VERY much for that. Or a husband who actually still gets excited to see this post-child bearing body naked. Thank you VERY, VERY much for that!) I hope everyone has a wonderful Thanksgiving. May your turkey be tender and juicy and your cranberry sauce be can shaped with lines!