Belated thankful post
Since it seems the thing to have done, I'm composing a hasty thankful post as of the day after Thanksgiving. Some of us don't like to go jinxing stuff, okay?
I'm feeling oh-so-American as I'm inclined to be thankful for materialistic things today, namely, the new faucet and light fixture in the bathroom, both of which were found at The ReStore in Ballard last weekend and purchased for a grand total of $20.00 plus tax. The faucet is quite charming and it turns on and off completely and smoothly. The light fixture is not florescent and has a functional outlet for the first time since June 23rd. We're quite pleased with both and, after a while, we're sure that we'll become accustomed to the smoothness of the spackle and new paint above the mirror. I also painted the two closet doors in the hall today. It's a day on which I am thankful for the accomplishment of household repairs.
I could, of course, also be thankful for a very pleasant Thanksgiving dinner with my very pleasant family. Thankful for and also amused by the copious quantities of sparkling wine at the feast. Thankful for transportation both to and from dinner and thus thankful for avoiding Metro which, while nice and all, can be a bit too colorful, especially on holidays. Just now Gradka is being thankful for her polka-dot blanket and I'm being thankful for Gradka.
Earlier today, while waiting for first coats to dry, I finished off Down the Garden Path by Beverly Nichols. I didn't find it nearly so misogynistic as I'd been led to expect and I found myself repeatedly looking up various plants he recommended in order to consider ordering them for my own garden. Alas, many of them seem difficult to obtain in late November in the Pacific Northwest.
Earlier still today Gradka and I shared some time in the backyard, being grateful for the unexpected sunshine and the plethora of birds who were out and about enjoying the feeders. The hummingbird, who yesterday terrified me (and, though he doesn't admit it, elijah_brown), by staring--the very picture of choleric with his bright red face--and threatening to fly straight at us as we stood less than a yard from his feeder, was content to intimidate the other hummingbird in the yard today. The goldfinches did an impressive job of standing up to the big bruiser sparrows, while the chickadees arrived in sufficient numbers to keep the squirrels away from the suet. The juncos just went wherever no one else was and found enough seed to keep themselves happy. All peaceable kingdom today. No early-bird, door-buster specials required. For which, you know, I'm thankful.
I'm feeling oh-so-American as I'm inclined to be thankful for materialistic things today, namely, the new faucet and light fixture in the bathroom, both of which were found at The ReStore in Ballard last weekend and purchased for a grand total of $20.00 plus tax. The faucet is quite charming and it turns on and off completely and smoothly. The light fixture is not florescent and has a functional outlet for the first time since June 23rd. We're quite pleased with both and, after a while, we're sure that we'll become accustomed to the smoothness of the spackle and new paint above the mirror. I also painted the two closet doors in the hall today. It's a day on which I am thankful for the accomplishment of household repairs.
I could, of course, also be thankful for a very pleasant Thanksgiving dinner with my very pleasant family. Thankful for and also amused by the copious quantities of sparkling wine at the feast. Thankful for transportation both to and from dinner and thus thankful for avoiding Metro which, while nice and all, can be a bit too colorful, especially on holidays. Just now Gradka is being thankful for her polka-dot blanket and I'm being thankful for Gradka.
Earlier today, while waiting for first coats to dry, I finished off Down the Garden Path by Beverly Nichols. I didn't find it nearly so misogynistic as I'd been led to expect and I found myself repeatedly looking up various plants he recommended in order to consider ordering them for my own garden. Alas, many of them seem difficult to obtain in late November in the Pacific Northwest.
Earlier still today Gradka and I shared some time in the backyard, being grateful for the unexpected sunshine and the plethora of birds who were out and about enjoying the feeders. The hummingbird, who yesterday terrified me (and, though he doesn't admit it, elijah_brown), by staring--the very picture of choleric with his bright red face--and threatening to fly straight at us as we stood less than a yard from his feeder, was content to intimidate the other hummingbird in the yard today. The goldfinches did an impressive job of standing up to the big bruiser sparrows, while the chickadees arrived in sufficient numbers to keep the squirrels away from the suet. The juncos just went wherever no one else was and found enough seed to keep themselves happy. All peaceable kingdom today. No early-bird, door-buster specials required. For which, you know, I'm thankful.