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Attitude Adjustments………..

I am working hard to make gratitude more present in my life. This week is a fabulous reminder to be thankful. Plus, it is my favorite holiday! I just love everything about it! Every. single. thing.

Recently, I have discovered Joyce Meyer. She is a minister who focuses on how we approach our daily challenges. She basically tells her audience to get over themselves. Yep, I love her!

Yesterday, I was listening to one of her sermons on attitudes. It was called  Attitude Adjustments. See, she’s sassy. We all know that we are responsible for how we respond to something/someone. But it was a loverly reminder to just get over myself. She said that our problems are rarely our actual problem. It is usually our approach to our problems that gives us such grief.

When I am upset with someone, I am simply wasting my time. Mainly because the people who upset us don’t generally dwell on us. They move on much more quickly from the hurt they inflict than the person who feels undermined by them. But also because time spent being upset can be better spent as time being happy.

If a person or situation continues to upset me, then I just need to spend less time with that person or in that situation. Rocket science, my friends.

If I cannot look right in front of me and see all the blessings that I have, then shame on me. Actually, shame on me twice.

So, in this week of Thanksgiving, I am going to take a minute and celebrate the gifts in my life – and then I am going to focus on those.

  1. Of course my family (and dear friends) top the list.
  2. Being able to breathe is a close second.
  3. My husband/children are safe and healthy and willing to work for what they want.
  4. Being a stay at home mom.
  5. My stupid diabetic cat that is the sweetest furball on the planet
  6. I rediscovered jello – did you know that grape jello tastes like dimetap medicine. Yum!
  7. I am writing again.
  8. You are reading what I write (you didn’t think I would leave you out, did you? Come now.)
  9. Our military, its leaders, and our veterans
  10. Teachers
  11. Doctors
  12. Rainy/Snowy days where everything gets canceled.
  13. Ladybugs
  14. Sweatpants
  15. Being able to hit the delete button and most of the time remembering to do that before I hit the send button.
  16. A good pencil that makes my handwriting look better
  17. Cheese, potatoes, tacos, salad – ok, let’s just say all things food
  18. I would be remiss if I did not mention Diet Dr. Pepper that has been graced upon this earth by the beverage gods
  19. My children aren’t that interested in finger paint and playdoh anymore – of course, if they wanted to delve in, I would totally let them – I am just sayin’ I don’t exactly miss peeling playdoh out of every crevice known to motherkind
  20. Books and stories
  21. Pretty paper and fun stationery
  22. A front door and a roof
  23. I pretty much have more than I need of everything
  24. I can be content with what is “sufficient” and not expect “over the top”
  25. And thumbs, I am very grateful for thumbs. 😉

Oprah used to encourage her viewers to keep a gratitude journal. At first I thought that her suggestion was kind of hokey – but I get it now. If you are focused on the good, the bad has a hard time creeping in. It took me about 3 minutes to come up with a list of 25 sincere things that make my life better.

I am so fortunate that this list barely scratches the surface but you probably want get busy on your on list so ta ta for now (yes, I am also thankful for Tigger and Pooh) – and Happy Turkey Day. Gobble Gobble!

And, what makes you grateful? Do tell…..

Thanksgiving Resolutions…………

Happy (almost) Turkey Day! Gobble Gobble.

Thanksgiving is my very favorite holiday. I heart Thanksgiving!

I love that the menu is the same as last year. I love that the Macy’s Day Parade is on t.v. I love that football follows the parade. I love that it is cold outside and I get to stay inside. I love the food. I love spending the day with family and that they are willing to come here to share in thankfulness. I love that the leaves crunch under their feet when they walk in the front door. I love it that my kids have started to help with the cooking. I love that there are yummy scrummy leftovers. I love it a.l.l. d.a.y. l.o.n.g.

This year, I decided to make my resolutions at Thanksgiving rather than New Years. I ain’t so great at resolutions anywho. I am usually way too ambitious. I don’t like to write it all down because that seems too big of a commitment (maybe I am missing the point here). And then I simply forget what I promised myself. So I figured why not make those pesky promises at the beginning of the holidays – when I am still full of the joy of the season and not yet exhausted by it all? That way I can start over at New Years if it all turns out to be a big fail. 😎 There have to be mulligans in New Years resolutions, right?

Therefore and hitherto – I promise to try to stop having opinions about flippin’ everything. We all do it – “why is she wearing that” or “does he really think that makes sense”? We are all very wise to the world when it comes to what other people are doing as compared to what we know well they should be doing. Full of opinions *read criticisms* we are of what other people have got going on.

Let’s stop the madness – yes, dear reader, I am dragging you along with my Thanksgiving Resolution Revolution – and give everyone a break.

Oh yea, and where we can, let’s try to be a little more generous with sharing our time, talents, and patience.

I donated some food to a local food bank yesterday and boy, that felt good. Just knowing that another mother will have the opportunity to struggle to get her children to eat green beans tomorrow did my heart good. Lots of food is on sale right now (and you are likely to be in a grocery store at least 50 times in the next few weeks), food banks are really hurting, and it’s an easy peasy way to help out.

So anyturkey, that’s it. I am going to try to say to myself “why do I need to have an opinion about this” before I open my big fat mouth and share exactly what I am thinking. And if you know me, add me to your prayer list and wish me luck! This won’t be easy. 😉

Where’s my pumpkin……….

The Canadian Ambassador recently hosted a Thanksgiving Ball at the Canada House in Delhi. I have not gotten dressed up for a formal affair in a while, so I felt a little like Cinderella. I just needed some helper mice and a fairy godmother. Luckily I had an outfit I could wear.


The night was actually a fund raiser for CanAssist. The meal was authentic with turkey and, dare I say it, gravy. There was also stuffing. Yum. I got to enjoy a real Thanksgiving meal while helping people with cancer – yes, that is a win-win.


If you ever move to Delhi – this is the woman you want to know.
She can tell you where to get your hair done, who to trust with braces, where to effectively donate your
time and energy, and she will tell you about fun things like this Thanksgiving ball.
She is a Delhi Rock Star!

Anypumpkin, the night was great fun. I didn’t stay past midnight because I am not
21 anymore and don’t have that much energy. But it was a blast!
My pumpkin was waiting and took me and my tired feet home.

if it walks like an ostrich, talks like an ostrich…

And sticks her head in the sand like an ostrich – Yep, I am going to keep my head in the sand for one more day. So this post has absolutely nothing to do with India.

Rock on Angel…

Yes, that is a picture of Angel with the brand new pink ELECTRIC guitar my mother-in-law just gave her for her birthday. They went out for Chinese food and then shopping together to pick out her present. I can hear the collective sigh from all of you weighing heavy in the air. What was she thinking? And yes, there was even momentary talk of including an amplifier but Bear figured out the guitar took batteries – no amplifier needed.

But please, no pity here.


Our house has a basement – she can play it there. 😎 Seriously though, she LOVES it. She has already written at least 6 songs. They are all about Pooh Bear and the lyrics – well, they’re pretty much the same. (I get it – he is really cute. But she found 6 different ways to say it.) Tracy Chapman need not worry. No grammies will be stolen away this year.

Last night, after Thanksgiving dinner, the kids all performed a concert of sorts. Our little twin nieces banged on handmade tambourines, Flower played her recorder and her viola, Bear and our nephew banged the top of a plastic laundry basket (hey, a drum by any other name would sound as loud), and Angel rocked on with her pink electric guitar. And we all sang jingle bells together. It was a beautiful thing. So thank you Oma and Angel – Rock On!

Now I lay me down to sleep….

Many nights, I will be honest, not every night, but many nights I say a prayer before I go to sleep. It’s always silently and it’s always while I am laying down with my eyes closed. And it usually while I am trying to get warm.

Somewhere along the way, I must have been taught that prayer time was really meant to be a time to be thankful.  I remember when I was younger (even up until high school, and probably even college), I would thank God for all the animals I ever owned. I could still recite you the list. I won’t bore you with it – but I could.

Even the goldfish that I won at the fair – who sadly did not live to see his first birthday – was included in that list for decades. You probably know that game that you play by tossing the ping pong ball into the field of glass bowls – if yours landed in a bowl with a fish – wah lah – you have a new pet. It is the stuff that Dr. Suess books are made of  – one fish, two fish. Anyway, I named mine Fred. And, I thanked God for him for many, many years.

Now, when I pray, I am not so worried about the pets. But I do pray for anyone traveling, anyone alone, anyone scared, anyone ill, and anyone who is not with us anymore. It is a weird combination of things. But it is my little mix of concerns for the world. A reminder to myself that I am not the only one with issues and that, really, my issues ain’t so bad.

This mantra of mine started when my husband started traveling more for work. I am not a big fan of flying (yeah – good thing I am moving to India) but I am even less of a fan of Number One Hubby flying. So when he started flying pretty frequently, I started praying more.

I am not Catholic – so I am not sure why I felt guilty about praying just for him – but it felt selfish. So, I started including anyone who was traveling – not just my hubby. Then my father-in-law got cancer and I started including anyone who was sick, not just my father-in-law. You can see my neurosis at work.

So, this Thanksgiving my night-time prayer will once again include many well wishes for those with concerns in this world and an extra thanks for all of my blessings.

Yesterday, my clever little Bear came home and showed me something he learned at school. He held up a glass with slurpee in it and said, “is this glass half-full or half-empty.” Bear, my dear, it is very much half-full – and it tastes yummy too – see how lucky I am.

I am off to count my blessings and to say a prayer that you have many blessings too. Happy Turkey Day – gobble gobble.