The days get shorter, the air is colder, and The Mister has this asinine rule about not turning on the heat until December 15 so everyone freezes their cojones off.
Also, this past November was one of the most trying in my life so far, and I’m still not over the sting.
Not to get into details because my loss is still so fresh that whatever I write will come out as bitter, let me sum it up as right now I have been through the five stages of grief on a daily basis. The bargaining/anger mash up isn’t pretty at all.
As we approach the holiday season, I’m doing my best to fake it til I make it.
That too isn’t working.
But in the spirit of the day, here’s my list of what I’m thankful for (not in any particular order) and as silly as I want:
Swine Strips, government name Bacon.
That I’ve never had to take a man onto Maury to see if he was my child’s father.
Fat Mittens when she lays in the crook of my leg
Midnight when he’s locked in the basement for the night.
The Boy when he’s asleep. Quiet!
The Teen when she’s not in Katie Kaboom Mode.
The Mister when he’s at poker.
New Music Tuesday
Socks that don’t match
The Cowboys at 4:15
What are you thankful for?