The weather, and thankfulness.

[cupcake_goth]

Oh no, weather!

Of course, the rain/sleet/snow mixture did trigger the Traditional Weather Phone Call to my parents, during which I vehemently denied summoning the Snow Demons, and my mother didn't believe me. Normally, I would be all for snow. I like snow. But I don't like having to go to work in the snow, because a) Seattle has a lot of hills; b) my work commute is already not a fun one, and any sort of odd weather makes it worse, and c) most Seattle drivers are not good at snow. But mom assumes that if there's snow in our area, it's due to my standing at a window chanting "Snow! Snow! Snow! Yaaaaaaay snow!"

(Why yes, I did this as a child. And a teen. And maybe as recently as last year, when I was in between jobs and didn't have to worry about getting to the Eastside during an attack of Weather.)

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Thanksgiving was good. Busy, but good. As to being thankful about things, I'm just going to re-post what I said last year:

I try to think of something I'm thankful for every day; I am so, SO insanely lucky in my life that I try to make sure I acknowledge that fact (even if just in the privacy of my head) all the time. Because I have a very good life, with a wonderful husband, loving (and not crazy-making, but the good sort of crazy) parents, and my beloved chosen family and friends. I try never to take any of it for granted.

Comments

[kambriel.livejournal.com]

You may be able to fool everyone else that you're not responsible for the snow, but I know this post is just you trying to establish an alibi. Yessirreee... ;)

Hey you're not as bad as me, when I was little, my interest was tornadoes(!).