Day 44: semi truck

I was hit by a semi-truck of a cold today. It the oh so dreaded prefinals cold brought on by stress and exhaustion that knocks you flat on your rear end and makes it very difficult to get back up.

I’m thankful for modern medicine, even as simple as ibuprofen.

Such a little pill, so common now days. But makes surviving a killer cold in college a little easier. 

Day 43: knock knock

I am thankful for opening up my front door to this today.

I am thankful for those friends I have that know me well enough to know when I am having a bad day, and who care enough about me to go out of their way to cheer me up.

I know I've already done a shout out to good friends, but this one deserved an extra special thank you.

Liz, you're the best! 

Day 42: an apple a day keeps the doctors away

I love the feeling right after you go grocery shopping.
You have so many choices for food, everything is fresh and new, and it all looks so good. Fresh vegetables, meat that doesn't need to be thawed, and opening up that fresh bag of coffee all just make me so happy.
I am normally not a huge cook, but I'm slowly starting to like cooking my own food. (This is a big step for me, I'm sure I have a few family members that just fainted from surprise.) Since I was raised in a very healthy household, I've noticed that eating unhealthy food really makes me feel like crap. Maybe it is just because I never ate it while growing up so I'm not used to the feeling of unhealthy food. I will get a pizza once in a blue moon, and I cannot remember the last time I bought fast food or a frozen dinner.
I love spending 80% of my time in the produce section when I'm grocery shopping.
I love vegetables. I love when they fill up my fridge.

I am thankful grocery store day.

Day 41: scribe

Have you ever thought about how much it must have sucked to be a scribe?
Like waaaaay back when.
When they did calligraphy and wrote with quills and ink.

I took handwritten notes for the first time in a long the other day.
It sucked.
I was writing in pen because I hate pencil and I kept spelling things wrong, or it looked messy. Being the perfectionist I am, I kept starting the same notes over until they were legible.

It got me thinking about how my parents never used a laptop to take notes.
It also got me to thinking about how pencils and even some pens can erase their mistakes, a quill and ink can't.

It must have been awful to be a scribe. Every word had to be perfect. It had to be evenly spaced and legible and beautiful. And these people weren't writing nursery rhymes, they were writing heavy duty books like the Bible.If you made one mistake it was ruined and and you had to start over.
But they were also probably so much more careful with their words. Because once they were written, they couldn't press a backspace button.
They also probably valued the final outcome so much more, simply because of the effort put in.
It's kind of poetic, in a way.

But for my sanity in the classroom, I am so thankful for my laptop. It spell checks my words, spaces out each letter and word perfectly, and I can make the words look beautiful with just a few clicks.
Crisp and clean when printed.
Very handy. much better than my chicken scratch hand written notes.  

Day 40: when God closes a door he opens a window

I WAS ABLE OPEN MY WINDOW FOR MORE THAN 30 SECONDS FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MONTHS.

Sorry for the all caps, but this is a big day for me.

I love open windows.

I love hearing wind and birds and leaves and life. I love smelling rain, and I love hearing crickets at night.

When the weather is good, I can’t bear to close my window.

That’s what I hate most about winter. We all huddle in our blankets in our houses with the heaters on and the air is stale and quiet.

Today I left my window open. I listened to birds and leaves rustling and I saw sunshine streaming into my room to announce the coming of spring.

It was a good day,

I am thankful for windows.

SIDENOTE: so my blog was only supposed to go for 40 days, but apparently those forty days don't include Sundays (I'm not catholic, how was I supposed to know I could take Sunday off?). 

SO

I'm sure you are all SO THRILLED to hear it will officially continue until Easter Sunday. 

47 days.

Day 39: there's a window on the ceiling

Sunroofs.
I am thankful my car has a sunroof.

Friday night we drove around for hours, just listening to music and talking about whatever came to mind. We opened the sunroof and drove fast down windy dirt roads and then we tried to find different constellations. [not while driving Mom, don't worry, my eyes were on the road until I pulled to a complete stop].

I love having my sunroof. But ironically, I never use if for sun. Every time I use it, it's always when I am driving around at night with great people listening to fabulous music. Moon roof. Not sun roof.

Next time you're in a car with a moon/sun roof, open it up and go for a drive. Feel the wind and turn up the stereo, and enjoy the scenery.
You won't regret it.

Day 38: my grandma is better than yours

Today, in honor of a special lady’s birthday, I wanted to give her a shout out.

Grandma, this one is for you. I am thankful for the amazing family you have created that I am so lucky to be a part of; for the son you raised, because he is an awesome dad, and I am thankful for the person you are. You are kind and graceful, you are dignified and strong, you are also sassy and feisty. I know I speak for all of us grandkids when I say that you are someone we look up to and admire greatly.

Happy 80^th birthday Grandma! I hope you enjoyed your surprise. We love you!!!!