- Yesterday, for my sake, my husband did something he hates: hanging pictures. Yes, after two months of bare walls in the Hoho home, he lovingly nailed paintings and pictures on our wall, while August followed behind him with a hammer. (By the way, August + hammer = bad idea.)
- I’m also thankful that my main squeeze did something he loves last Thursday: Cook and Host. We had a wonderful Thanksgiving with some fellow San Franciscans who also couldn’t make it back to family for the holiday. And Chris, that turkey was beautiful. Thank you for always feeding me so well.
- I’m thankful for family traditions, especially when it comes to Christmas decorating. Our fake, Charlie Brown tree went up this past weekend. Our little family has had a tree decorating tradition for a while (even before the kid came around). It goes like this: 1) Listen to Amy Grant Christmas music (Really, is any other Christmas music ever needed?) while hanging ornaments and periodically dancing, 2) Wear our respective ugly Christmas sweaters that we pull out every year just for this event, and 3) drink wassail. YESSSSSS! I Love Christmas!
- I’m thankful that August is really interested in the Christmas story and is participating in that story, even if yesterday he broke the angel in the Nativity set by sending her flying through the inside of the fake tree. At least the Nativity friends are having fun.
- I’m thankful that next year at this time, I will have a 9 month old and a 3 year old. And the four of us will (hopefully) play with a less breakable crèche.
- I’m thankful that I’ve had the opportunity to write a series of poems for the Advent season. I love the spiritual preparation they’ve given me. And I love creating. I think I forget how much joy I find in working really hard at making something beautiful.
- I’m thankful for how much fun I have making anything with my son in the kitchen. On Friday, we made Christmas cookies but I’m not thankful that I can’t stop eating them.
- I’m thankful for Dave Barnes’ Christmas album, which seems to be on a continuous loop in my kitchen.
- And I’m thankful for you, readers. Last year at this time, I couldn’t have imagined that I’d ever want to have a blog. But I love this. I love writing something meaningful (or not so meaningful) everyday and I love knowing that you care what I write. Thanks for reading this.
Happy Thankful Tuesday. (What are you thankful for?)