Dreamy
I’m going to be honest here; I’ve dated my fair share of douche bags. There was the guy who got angry with me if I had group projects with male classmates and the guy who dumped me for being “too nice.” Yes, in the past my taste in men was poor at best. I’m thankful to now have a guy who loves to cook me dinner. He loves to talk about me and loves showing me off even more. It’s nice to date a nice guy.
I’m going to be honest here; I’ve dated my fair share of douche bags. There was the guy who got angry with me if I had group projects with male classmates and the guy who dumped me for being “too nice.” Yes, in the past my taste in men was poor at best. I’m thankful to now have a guy who loves to cook me dinner. He loves to talk about me and loves showing me off even more. It’s nice to date a nice guy.
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My Couch
Way back when, I moved into a studio apartment. Actually it was a “junior one bedroom.” I had everything in my junior one bedroom except a couch. Mostly this was because I am a cheap person. After sitting on the floor for approximately three months, I finally broke down and decided to buy an affordable sofa – meaning the cheaper the better of course. This was a fine idea, until I walked into effing Furniture Row and saw the most beautiful couch in the world sitting about ten feet from the door. It was big and comfy and awesome. And it was $700. I bought it anyway and have loved the shit right out of it ever since.
Way back when, I moved into a studio apartment. Actually it was a “junior one bedroom.” I had everything in my junior one bedroom except a couch. Mostly this was because I am a cheap person. After sitting on the floor for approximately three months, I finally broke down and decided to buy an affordable sofa – meaning the cheaper the better of course. This was a fine idea, until I walked into effing Furniture Row and saw the most beautiful couch in the world sitting about ten feet from the door. It was big and comfy and awesome. And it was $700. I bought it anyway and have loved the shit right out of it ever since.
Pumpkin
If something is flavored with pumpkin I will eat it. I have tried everything from ice cream to Eggos. I even put pumpkin in my oatmeal in the morning. I am obsessed with its goodness.
If something is flavored with pumpkin I will eat it. I have tried everything from ice cream to Eggos. I even put pumpkin in my oatmeal in the morning. I am obsessed with its goodness.
The Kindle
I love everything about the Kindle, except for the fact they came out with a cooler one. The Kindle is pretty much the perfect facilitator for my book addiction. In effect it is my dealer. It also helps me look cooler in airports.
I love everything about the Kindle, except for the fact they came out with a cooler one. The Kindle is pretty much the perfect facilitator for my book addiction. In effect it is my dealer. It also helps me look cooler in airports.
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Socks
Recently, I have developed this weird affinity for buying socks. I’m not talking normal socks, but tall, snuggly socks that are usually cable-knit and remind me if nights spent drinking adult hot chocolate in a mountain lodge. My favorites are a pair of over-the-knee socks I accidentally bought at Target. I say accidentally because the fact that they were so tall was a total surprise even though the package clearly indicated that fact. Evidently that Kindle hasn’t helped me much with my reading skills.
Recently, I have developed this weird affinity for buying socks. I’m not talking normal socks, but tall, snuggly socks that are usually cable-knit and remind me if nights spent drinking adult hot chocolate in a mountain lodge. My favorites are a pair of over-the-knee socks I accidentally bought at Target. I say accidentally because the fact that they were so tall was a total surprise even though the package clearly indicated that fact. Evidently that Kindle hasn’t helped me much with my reading skills.
Regulars
I love my regulars. They brighten my day and make me hate shitty customers less. Regulars just make my day better. In fact this weekend, one of my favorite couples even brought me a gift they bought for me while they were on vacation. Now that will really brighten a day. I love my regulars and they love me and for that I am thankful.
I love my regulars. They brighten my day and make me hate shitty customers less. Regulars just make my day better. In fact this weekend, one of my favorite couples even brought me a gift they bought for me while they were on vacation. Now that will really brighten a day. I love my regulars and they love me and for that I am thankful.
Daytona Sauce
If you’ve tried this, you probably understand. If you haven’t, get your ass to Hooters and get Daytona sauce on everything you order. Everything.
If you’ve tried this, you probably understand. If you haven’t, get your ass to Hooters and get Daytona sauce on everything you order. Everything.
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| Doing Al proud. |
Joan of Artic Snow
Boots
My mom got me these boots and they make me want to frolic in the snow just to show off how good I look. Usually I’m the girl in wildly impractical shoes in two feet of snow because I have to look good no matter the consequences. Somehow these boots manage to both look good and keep me from falling on my ass. For that I am thankful. And of course also for the fact that they make me look like a fashionable Al Borland.
My mom got me these boots and they make me want to frolic in the snow just to show off how good I look. Usually I’m the girl in wildly impractical shoes in two feet of snow because I have to look good no matter the consequences. Somehow these boots manage to both look good and keep me from falling on my ass. For that I am thankful. And of course also for the fact that they make me look like a fashionable Al Borland.
My Family
Speaking of my mom, I’m always thankful for my family. First off, my parents own a bakery. Awesome. And I have a wildly fashionable sister who plays the ukulele like a badass. Basically we’re amazing. This is of course before you consider the fact that my dad has a sweet accent.
Speaking of my mom, I’m always thankful for my family. First off, my parents own a bakery. Awesome. And I have a wildly fashionable sister who plays the ukulele like a badass. Basically we’re amazing. This is of course before you consider the fact that my dad has a sweet accent.
So what are you thankful for?
Happy Holidays, Sauce!
ReplyDeleteComing from a country which does not celebrate thanksgiving, the thing I am grateful for are my kids, my daughter who is epileptic but is still the apple of my eye and my son who is just learning to walk and is my orange (it's boring to have 2 apples right? ;)), I am truly blessed to be the parent of 2 wonderful kids...
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