So, you guys? It’s November. NO-VEM-BER! How did this even happen? I mean, didn’t I just have a baby like, 6 weeks ago? No? You mean it was more like 22 weeks ago? Wow.
November has become one of my most favorite months, which, shouldn’t come as a surprise, but it is to me. You see, I used to hate November. Like really hate it. Well, technically, I just hated Thanksgiving but since November is so symbolic of Thanksgiving, I hated November too. Thanksgiving wasn’t a huge deal in our family until I was in high school so before that, it was just a big meal of foods I didn’t like. The palette of an 8 year old is a picky one, so things like casseroles and pies and anything that wasn’t fried or covered in icing just didn’t excite me. Add to the fact that 1) all the adults were off work so the TV was no longer of my domain and 2) I was an only child in a room full of adults and well, Thanksgiving was pretty much the worst holiday ever. Doing the dishes was actually ENJOYABLE because it gave me something to do instead of picking scabs off my knees from sheer boredom. So imagine my surprise when one day, many moons later, I actually found myself looking forward to Thanksgiving. I think it happened around the time I started driving because that meant I could escape the boredom and drive myself right on over to a friend’s house. Or off a cliff. Whichever provided the most entertainment and was furthest away from a picked-over turkey carcass. And beets. Lord I hate beets.
But I digress. The point of this post is to first of all, announce my participation in NaBloPoMo because there’s nothing like trying to overcome a bi-weekly blog-posting schedule than declaring quite publicly that you’re going to blog EVERY DAY for an entire month during one of the busiest months of years. Hoo-rah. Secondly, I’m going to make this a tad easier on myself by once again doing a 30 Days of Thankful theme, just like last year.
So let’s get this party started, shall we? And while I’m at it, let’s kick things off with one of the most ridiculous and materialistic items a person could ever dedicate an entire day of Thankfulness to: The Red Holiday Starbucks Cup. This is a piece of modern day Americana right here, folks. And for reasons I cannot explain, it brings me joy. I could drink 3-day-old water out of this cup and still feel happy about it. It’s irrational, I know. And yet, I do not care.
Happy November everyone!