Thanks to Jeffrey Beesler's World of the Scribe for hosting the Thankful blogfest to celebrate American Thanksgiving. Hey I'm no American, we don't celebrate Thanksgiving, but I'm muscling in anyhow.
Jeffrey has just passed his milestone 100 followers. Go check out his blog. He posts nearly every day so there's always something happening over there! Slow down Jeffrey, we can't keep up!
Jeffrey set wide paremeters for this blogfest - it can be a list of 10 things we're thankful for, an essay...whatever, as long as it shows we're thankful.
I've been watching Kevin McCloud's series on the slums of India. It made me very thankful to live in Australia where I don't have to share my home of a few square metres with 25 others, where I have a flushing toilet or two, and I don't have to work long days in crushing heat for a few measly bucks...but I must say the Indians looked very happy in their situation and the children heading off to school looked spruce and shining, much more so than Aussie kids who have their own ensuites. Go figure...(as my American friends would say.)
As I don't have much time, being 17,000 short of my NaNo goal, I decided to do a quick photo essay on the mundane things of life (which are really what life is all about...)
I Am Thankful for...
...the teenager who is is watching TV when he should be doing the dishes, because that means he is at home and not on the streets.
...the mess to clean after a party, because it means that I have been surrounded by friends.
...the clothes that fit a little too snug, because it means I have enough to eat (even if a little too much at times.)
...my shadow that watches me work, because it means I am out in the sunshine not in some pokey office.
...a lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning, and gutters that need fixing, because it means I have a home.
and finally....
...for living in Australia because in so many ways we really are the 'lucky' country (and I don't have to cook a Thanksgiving dinner.)
Thank you Jeffrey. I will remember to be thankful every day of my life.
Happy Thanksgiving my American blogging friends! *pumps air*
Jeffrey has just passed his milestone 100 followers. Go check out his blog. He posts nearly every day so there's always something happening over there! Slow down Jeffrey, we can't keep up!
Jeffrey set wide paremeters for this blogfest - it can be a list of 10 things we're thankful for, an essay...whatever, as long as it shows we're thankful.
I've been watching Kevin McCloud's series on the slums of India. It made me very thankful to live in Australia where I don't have to share my home of a few square metres with 25 others, where I have a flushing toilet or two, and I don't have to work long days in crushing heat for a few measly bucks...but I must say the Indians looked very happy in their situation and the children heading off to school looked spruce and shining, much more so than Aussie kids who have their own ensuites. Go figure...(as my American friends would say.)
As I don't have much time, being 17,000 short of my NaNo goal, I decided to do a quick photo essay on the mundane things of life (which are really what life is all about...)
I Am Thankful for...
...the teenager who is is watching TV when he should be doing the dishes, because that means he is at home and not on the streets.
...the mess to clean after a party, because it means that I have been surrounded by friends.
...my shadow that watches me work, because it means I am out in the sunshine not in some pokey office.
...a lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning, and gutters that need fixing, because it means I have a home.
...all the complaining I hear about the government, because it means that we have freedom of speech - yay, Save those Whales! It's on again in the Great Southern Ocean... check out seashepherd.org.
...the parking spot I find at the far end of the parking lot, because it means I am capable of walking, and that I have been blessed with spunky wheels.
...the pile of laundry and ironing, because it means I have clothes to wear (even if they're a tad crinkly these days.)
...weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day, (not to mention carpel syndrome and RSI) because it means I have been capable of working hard.
...the alarm clock that goes off in the early morning hours, because it means that I am alive and hopefully afire for another day's writing.
and finally....
...for living in Australia because in so many ways we really are the 'lucky' country (and I don't have to cook a Thanksgiving dinner.)
Thank you Jeffrey. I will remember to be thankful every day of my life.
Happy Thanksgiving my American blogging friends! *pumps air*
