the unmentioned

sleeping. in her hat.

ok. let's get down to it. 

judging by the above image, you may be thinking today's thankful post is going to be something like

I am thankful for my adorably adorable children.

I am thankful that my adorably adorable children are such good sleepers. 

I am thankful blabiby blabidy blah, 
sentimental blah.

I AM thankful for my adorably adorable children, but my last few thankful posts have been leaning more towards the sappy side, don't you think? 
As much as I love thinking of all we have to be thankful for (and I am genuinely thankful), sometimes I end my posts with cheese dripping off my screen--I hope you are reading them with a side of crackers--I always do.

So today we are going to talk about things that we should all be thankful for, but in happy sappy blogland no one wants to talk about them.


The Unmentioned.  

I am going to go where maybe, just maybe, 
no blogger has gone before. 

This is deep stuff. 

Deep. 

I am thankful for toilets. 

Uh, yeah I am. 
And you are too. 

Sparkling white toilets in clean bathrooms with doors that close, with a roll of toilet paper (maybe on the holder the wrong way depending on who replaced it) within reach.

I have ran enough races, and used enough porta-potties to know how thankful I am for real, working toilets. 

I have camped enough in the great outdoors (and while it is beautiful), I would much prefer a bathroom to a bush. 

I am thankful for my toenails. 

They are ugly and smashed and crooked from years of running. But this summer I had a podiatrist suggest that I have them removed (REMOVED!!!!), so I wouldn't have to worry about them, being a runner and all. WHAT?! No thank you. But ever since I have looked at them (and their lack of pedicure) and just been thankful that no matter how ugly they may be, at least they are there. 

As long as we are talking ugly deformed things, 

I am thankful for my feet. 

My right foot is flat and hobbit like, oh, probably because there is an extra bone in it. (Please don't stop being my friend because I am sharing all my deformities with you). This spring after a race I ran, I was having some major issues with that extra bone in my foot. It kept me from running most of the summer, and it really made me realize how much I love to run....NEED to run. After it healed up I vowed to take care of my feet (with the exception of removing my toenails) so I wouldn't injure myself again. 

I am thankful for push-up bras. 

Self explanatory. 

I am thankful for whoever the man (or lady) is that invented chips and salsa. Bless them. 

I am thankful for the NBA lockout, 

and how it is blessing my marriage with precious extra hours of our lives together. Bless those greedy spoiled men who won't play until they get more money. Bless them, every one. 

I am thankful for the times my 4-year old gets words confused and instead of calling the mannequins we saw in the mall "mannequins", she was calling them "cannibals". 

I am thankful I had the sense not to correct it, because it was HILARIOUS. 
Cannibals everywhere!

I am thankful for wonderful and clever television that makes us laugh and laugh and laugh and escape the world.

Thank you Community, Parks and Rec, Modern Family and Up all Night for that. 


I am thankful for television remotes, because who wants to get up to change the channel. How did they survive back in olden days? 

(you know, the 80s)

Also, thank you Jimmy Fallon. Can we be friends?

I am thankful for two adorably adorable children that are old enough and able to help out. I am thankful I can send them outside when it's raining to get the dog. I am thankful they will so willingly unload and sort the Costco purchases. 

See, you thought I was going to get sappy about my kids there, huh? 

No, I am just thankful for child labor. 

Speaking of Costco, 

oh dear sweet Costco, I love you.

Who knew shopping for things 20 lbs at a time could be so much fun?!

I am NOT thankful for the people who will actually shove you out of the way to get to a sample of a bean burrito. 

The Costco Sample Eaters are crazy! 

( I figured since this is a non-sappy post, I could include something I am not thankful for ) 

I am thankful for mashed potatoes. 

period.

I am thankful for those few friends on facebook that, really, you only keep un-hidden because their daily hourly play by play updates are just too perfectly detailed. 

9:05"I've got a case of the Mondays!" 

9:06"Gearing up to clean the bathroom! I hate cleaning the bathroom" 
9:07"What's your favorite music to listen to while cleaning the bathroom?" 

9:08 "MONDAY! OYE!" 

9:19 (you were starting to get worried)
"Bathroom cleaned! Take that!" 

9:19:34 "Watch out world!"

( I am serious, I have people like this in my life, you know you do too)

Regardless, it always makes me smile.

I am thankful for cold days where I can use "oh, it's cold today, I probably won't shave my legs because I need the extra layer of warmth" as an excuse for "I just really don't want to shave my legs today."

Although I AM thankful for razors, because if I never shaved my beastly legs, then you really probably wouldn't be my friend.  

I am thankful for the shameless self promotion that having my own blog allows me. 

Did you know I'm photographing a cookbook for the always amazing Whitney Ingram? 

Did you know she has a blog? 

And a facebook page. 

Did you know, I would be tickled if you would follow them? 

Only good can come of it, I assure you.

As long as we are self promoting here, did you know that I too have a facebook page? 

So as we wrap this up, let's go back to the photo above. 

Adorable sleeping babe? Yes. 

But what I'm really thankful for is that giant furry hat she loves so much. 

It NEVER comes off. 

Never. 

Which means I don't have to do her hair. 

Ever. 

(sidenote: I have no idea how to do little girls' hair. 
she hates having her hair done. 
we struggle in this department of mother/daughtering. 

I could go on and on......this is fun. 

But I will stop here. 

I am thankful you are still here with me, 
and thankful that I know you will share your own  "unmentioned" things to be thankful for. 


let's hear it.