As we approach Thanksgiving (Aye yai yai, howinthehell is he gonna weave this one together).... ahem, as we approach Thanksgiving, we annually stop children, what's the sound everybody look what's going down........ no, damnit that ain't it.
We annually talk, remember, share, pray, list - our win, place and show reasons for what we're thankful for. Stuff like family (mom, dad, granny, gramps, sibs, kids, grandkids, aunts, uncs, cousins, steps, inlaws, yada)... pets (hounds, kitties, rabbits, hamsters, etc).. friends (BFF's, classmates, coworkers, yada)..... not necessarily in that order, but, sometimes!
Also ran things we're thankful for, shouldn't, carry negative connotation - for, things (at least things I'm thinking of) very much add to happiness, good feel in life - thus, we're thankful.
We turn the key, or, touch the fob, and presto, the car starts. We don't really even stop once a year to thinka it, but, aye yai yai, should it not start, we call it every name in the book except 'woah, or atta girl Nellie.' Shouldn't. It (car starting) makes our lives so so much easier, happy.)
Them eyes opening, daily. We often get stuck in the 'good gosh, whadda I gotta do today, and it's an instant neg-a-tory. Instead, when we open the peepers, Thank You Lord, I getta nuther day (be it Winter Spring Summer or Fall.... Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday... work day, day off, golf, church, book club, bunko, meeting with friends, etc..... Thank you for (another) eye opening opportunity.
Smiles from folks we have no idea who they are, big'ns, little'ns, young, old, you name it......... imaging a day, or worse, days, of not having those beautiful, quick gifts in our lives. Yummy ivy, so to speak, the opposite of poison ivy, yet both 'rub off'. Thank you thank you, whoeverintheheck you are. You make our days better.
Pennies on the ground face up, quarters left in Aldi's carts...dollars found in our jeans at laundry time.
Leftovers in the fridge - best friend of us 'too tired to cook' folks.
Electricity, heat, fans, fireplaces, fire pits, 25 year light bulbs (seeya again .when I'm 98 big fella).... and, the Dave Clark Five would remind us of USB's, charger cords that, charge us, I said over and over and over again........
Facebook - or, I guess any social platform that affords entertainment, enlightenment. Three of the four in my/our golf foursome, refuse to enlist, envision disgust, cliquishness, gossip, swindlers, zero good of being there, participating. I vote, thank you Facebook (whadever, X, Instagram, Tik, Snap, that stuff)... I laugh, I cry (most times a good cry).. things make me think.. there are jokes, funny vids, and maybe the best part, frequent 'touch' of, with friends. Llittle BIG things that brighten a day.
Grocery store loss leaders. Sam's Club $2.77 TWO pieces of pizza AND the extra large soda of your choice. Zarda's Ten Buck Classic Lunch (classic sandwich and classic side)... WENDY'S CHILI. - don't NEVA' change a thing about it, and PLEASE, don't close OUR local one!
Big Screen TV's us 5 figure income folks can even afford. Kids with jackets, good shoes, food on the table.
Anyone that observes a person possibly needing assistance with a regular ole regular chore, stops, and asks if that person needs assistance. As one of affliction, I rarely take the help, but man oh man do I thank them, and the offer really makes me feel good about man and womankind.
Sounds. Sirens, we're safe. Mowers, we're beautifying. Jackhammers, skid steers, bobcats, cones, bright colored coats on hardworking folks - our infrastructure is being assured a nice tomorrow. Thank you, today.
The Sun, the Moon. Light, dark. AM time, PM time. Tides. Morning coffee, and yeah, mebbe the nightcap of a beer, glass of wine, or, green tea, whadever floats your boat.
Boats that float, swim float toys that ain't punctured, clouds floating in the sky.
Internal voices that, tap me on the shoulder, remind, Victor, maybe it's time to stop. Thank you.
Ugly has, and is gonna continue to happen. War. Political division. Sadly, discrimination of all types. Loss, THE very hardest to swallow.
Organ donors. I truly believe the most touching thing I've ever witnessed... was a video of an older gentleman, walking a bride down the aisle. He didn't know her, until he found out she was able to continue her own life, thanks to the heart transplant she received from his own daughter. No words. Or maybe, not enough words. Simply beautiful. My own son was an organ donor in March of this year, and that literally makes me one very proud papa.
Thank goodness, of course, for the Win, Place and Show things we stop and give thanks to every November.......
ALSO RAN'S (erroneously labeled)........ please know you too play a huge role in the recipe for a yummy life.
Happy day, Love, Victurd
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