My mom called me the other night, crying. I thought something was wrong. Turns out she had just seen this Mother’s Day tribute on my Flickr for the first time, and it moved her to tears. She got all choked up while leaving me a voicemail, and again when I called her right back. “Well, I just have to know. Were you drunk?” she joked. I assured her that no, I hadn’t been. Or well, maybe I had been. I was drunk all summer. But I meant it, every word of it. “Well, that was six months ago,” mom said. “Maybe you’ve changed your mind since then.”
Nope. I am so grateful for her. For her humor. For her strength. And for my entire family, even though — no, especially because — they are crazy and quirky and, as we say around the house, gommy.
This was the first Thanksgiving I ever spent away from my family. I tried not to be too morose about it; I’m the one who d’ohfully picked a career in an industry that doesn’t actually take holidays.
Work was pleasant enough. They catered some pretty tasty deli stuff for us, and everyone pitched in and brought dessert. And then I got off work and went over to Amy and Dave‘s and and they had a warm plate of deliciousness and a cold glass of wine waiting on me. I tell you what. Kings could live worse than this.
I started making a list three days ago of things I’m thankful for, and it just kept growing and growing so I’m going to go ahead and post it before it devolves into “electricity, eyelash mites, carbon.”
music in my ears
moments of light and heat
cds, made and received
books, borrowed and bought
someecards
good vets
office supplies
early shifts
late nights
Triple T Farms
hope
not working retail anymore
time off and away
amazing groups of friends scattered in so many directions
kitty purrs
BentonSans
mailorder
health
health insurance
backrubs
wordplay
nephews
hoodies
nicknames
dishwashers
recombobulation areas
CafePress
orange juice
wine
30 Rock
my camera and my eyes
unselfconscious moments
wiggle room
still being sentimental at times
the fact that my mother pointed out that i misspelled “blatantly” in the thanksgiving video I made (and I promise I am mildly ashlamed of my misspellnig)
and this:
And many more from Lindsey Turner on Vimeo.