Being thankful is a good thing—but it can also be maudlin. Now there is nothing wrong with maudlin—it serves its purpose when it is not defined as syrupy and overemotional or sappy and saccharine (which reminds me, I have to get my diabetic husband more sweetener). Okay, so maudlin is not the best thing to be. In order to combat it, today I am going to be grateful for things that cannot be defined as maudlin.
1. I am grateful that I have big ants infesting my kitchen rather than little ones. I am so grateful for them that I have taken to naming them. Yesterday, my eldest son killed Frank by mistake. The funeral is tomorrow at 11:00 a.m.
2. I am grateful for the goofy pictures of my kids that I get to look at over my laptop. No silly smiles on their faces. The picture of Adam says to me: “Get this over with, I have places to go, people to see” and the one of Tyler shows him with his mouth open somewhat like that famous painting “The Scream”.
3. I am grateful that I have one rum raspberry cooler left in the fridge, awaiting me when I come home tonight after covering a municipal council meeting which will be long, but inevitably give me a chance to doodle to my heart’s content when they discuss drainage and sewage issues.
Just because I am not being maudlin in this post does not guarantee that I will not be sappy and mawkish in a future gratitude post ~ so enjoy today if you don’t like the overly sentimental.