December 6, 2012
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Thankful Thursday
Because, more often than not, you need to decide to “act (or write) your way to better feeling”.
– A heater under my desk at work so I don’t have to be cold.
– The library. We stopped there yesterday after school and left with about 20 books. For free. They did say we have to bring them back. Dang!
– No snow. It made my run/walk so much easier yesterday. Have you ever tried running on packed snow? Well, don’t.
– Truth. In whatever forms it comes to me.
– Duck Dynasty. You can’t not laugh. I wonder if having a big beard somehow sharpens your sense of humor? Don’t worry. I’m not going to try it.
– Coffee creamer. Without it, I would not be drinking the rest of what is in the mug.
– Silence. I had some of it yesterday morning and it left me wanting more.
– Grey skies. Because then sunshine seems that much sweeter.
– Friendships where grace is present.
– New ideas.
– The “Elf on the Shelf” — He has been bringing a lot of fun to our house. Last night he got into my jewelry and was even wearing my silver hoop earrings. I had no idea he was a cross dresser.
– Warm clothing. And plenty of it!
– The soft glow that the Christmas tree casts over our living room at night = peacefulness.
– That I am not a problem to be solved. Even though a lot of my life it feels like I am. And…that I am not the labels that people place upon me or the boxes they try to put me in.
– Broccoli. WITH cheese sauce.
– Cashews. They are yummy and healthy. And, like my friend told me recently… “No one ever got fat from eating nuts.”
– A husband who still not only puts up with me, but seems to like me. Even after 14+ years.
– Bright colors. They are cheerful.
– My hands. No, seriously. Think about life with no hands.
– Printable lunchbox notes for my kiddos. I hope it brightened their day.
– Forgiveness. Hope. Peace. Mercy. Second chances. Those are some big ones.
– People who aren’t afraid to let their imperfections show. We’re all broken.
– We’re all healthy again. After flu and whooping cough. Feels awesome.
– Smooth writing pens. Small happiness.
Comments (10)
Love it Audrey. And I’m glad you didn’t leave me hanging waiting for another post . . . lol
Really, you had whooping cough too? One of ours had it this summer. So much for vaccines! And I beg to differ on one point – I know for a fact that I could get fat eating nuts!!! I don’t run on packed snow, but I do walk in my big heavy Sorels on packed snow – it’s a good workout, probably about as good as running.
Happy Day to you!
awesome Audrey.
love thankful lists.
any time of the year!
It’s Audrey.
Enjoyed reading your thankful list.
You are right, there is always much to be thankful for.
Glad you’re all feeling better.
Maybe it’s just because I haven’t been around lately, but it seems like a long time since I’ve read your blog! I so loved this again. Your thankful list ~ the mixture of serious and funny and little things and big things. This line especially, “…that I am not the labels that people place upon me or the boxes they try to put me in.” WOW. I needed that, for myself, and also for some things God is showing me about what I can do with other people…
Glad you all are feeling better! Whooping cough is just awful!
loved this Audrey…. and the humor you mixed in with it too. cracked me up. as for the cross dressing elf? he needs some “straight talk.” ha.
wow, this was GOOD.
When I read things like this, I feel as though you can read into my soul. I love your list. Especially the one about “I am not a problem to be solved…”
I was on here to comment a while ago, but then got distracted and never did it.
I missed you. I guess you already knew that, right?
I’m with you on a lot of these. Library books, coffee creamer, bright colors, ETC. I should write my own list. Skies have been a bit grey around here.
i’ve been wondering about the whooping cough at your house…and how derrick is doing. yay for feeling better, and please Jesus prayers for continued health. i love this list…the depth and the humor. you have a great way of mixing both. there’s so much that connects with me, and especially, ”I am not the labels that people place upon me or the boxes they try to put me in.”