I fell asleep with my computer last night. It was not quite romantic. I did wake up in the middle of the night, however, with a great idea for a topic. Supposedly. I noted it on my phone, but it was so vague; “Grateful for odd things”. Although, I am grateful for odd things, I think most people are. It’s the simple things in life that really make a difference. Although I don’t know what examples I may have had while I slept, I was able to coherently think of some of my own today.
And so, I give you, odd but significant things I am grateful for.
- My husband isn’t a video game addict. Hell, he doesn’t drink or gamble in excess or zone out into any sports on TV (that’s more me). He does watch cartoons, but not if we’re home together, because we have a lot in common and that is not one of them. Its not cartoons that bothers me, because I’ll watch Bugs Bunny or SpongeBob myself, but these cheesy Anime ones. He watches them in fast forward too, which leads me to believe that are just as enjoyable as I think they are. Regardless, I am grateful that he is unlike the many men I know our age who ignore the world around them, as they lose all reality to the outside world with controller in hand. So, thank you honey.
- My Aunt recently brought to my attention that I should be happy for my chubby cheeks. “Look at Sally Field.”, she says, “She’s got fat and cologen in her face because of her cheeks and she’ll never look hallowed out.” Of course, she continued with things what sounded like back-handed compliments, but I realized she was right. Not only will my cheeks be beneficial as I age, they give my friends great humor. My cheeks were (ok, are) big enough that when I smile, they push up my eyes quite a bit. Although I’m of Irish/German descent, they often claim I’m in fact Asian. This doesn’t bother me because it is not offensive, but simply odd. Regardless, I’m grateful to you, chubby cheeks.
- I’ve always been on the thin or appropriate weight for my height. I also have a stomach that is very picky. I hate that. But, it is the reason that I don’t eat unhealthy or unnatural things. Thus, I keep my figure. I think it’s a good idea to turn every annoying negative into a positive. It also saves us money because we don’t buy take-out very often, so well done finicky stomach!
- I’m just shy of 5’9, but I have small feet. Sometimes I am as small as a 7 shoe, but mainly 7 ½. I feel gangly as it is; have long legs, long arms and a long torso, so this makes me feel that I’m petite in some way. And I’m grateful for that. Although, I do believe it aids in my klutziness. We are convinced that my feet are not big enough to keep me sturdy, which is why I topple. This is not medically or scientifically based, but it seems good enough of a reason to me.
I am grateful for so many “real” things, and some of these are really just silly. But I imagine one day, if these all didn’t collide (cue time travel music); I could look like a skeleton droopy face with big feet, obese and married to a World of Warcraft addict. Ah, but now everything will be perfect.
This is probably my most bizarre post. Bear with me, it’s been a long week.