I’m Thankful, How About You?

This is the time of year when Americans pause and give thanks.  I’m thankful for many things, including the new friends I’ve made (since July) when I started blogging. 

Thanksgiving began in the Plymouth Colony in 1621 with the English Pilgrims feasting with members of the Wampanoag Indians who brought food as goodwill gifts.  The thanksgiving custom grew in some of the colonies as a way to celebrate the harvest. Over 150 years later (1777), a national day of Thanksgiving (a single event) was proclaimed by the continental congress after an American Revolution victory at the Battle of Saratoga.  Twelve years later George Washington declared another national day of thanksgiving in honor of the ratification of the Constitution, requesting that the congress make it an annual event (they declined).  Nearly 100 years later (1863) President Abraham Lincoln , as an attempt to bolster morale, proclaimed the last Thursday in November of each year to be a “Thanksgiving” holiday.

What makes you thankful?

Here’s my modification of a similar list I found:

  • I’m thankful for my kids who are not doing dishes but are watching TV, because that means they are at home and not on the streets;
  • I’m thankful for the taxes I pay, because it means that I’m employed;
  • I’m thankful for the mess to clean after a party, because it means that I’ve been surrounded by friends;
  • I’m thankful for the clothes that fit a little too snug, because it means I have enough to eat;
  • I’m thankful for a lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning, and gutters that need fixing, because it means I have a home;
  • I’m thankful for all the complaining I hear about the government, because it means that we have freedom of speech;
  • I’m thankful for the pile of laundry and ironing, because it means I have clothes to wear;
  • I’m thankful for the alarm that goes off early in the morning , because it means that I’m alive;
  • and (here is the big one in light of some of my recent posts) I’m thankful for too much email, because it means I have friends who are thinking of me.

On another note, the cartoon below made me think of the Lemonade cartoon I found a few weeks ago.  Ben Franklin thought the Turkey a noble bird and wanted it to be the American symbol.  This seems to provide evidence:


6 responses to “I’m Thankful, How About You?

  1. I am thankful to be alive and kicking. Guys happy thanksgiving!

    Happy Thanksgiving!

  2. acrossthelineconstruction

    I am thankful for my own remodeling company I share with my wife . I am thankful for my wonderful wife and all my family

    That’s nice. Happy Thanksgiving!
    Thanks for joining in and commenting.

  3. I’m thankful for the Obama’s choice of school, because it suggests that I’m not completely biased.

    I’m thankful for the fact I’m tearing my hair out over this story, because it means I’m going to finish it eventually even if it kills me.

    I’m thankful for smelly water bottles, because it means I’ve been drinking enough H2O.

    I’m thankful for mess rooms, because it means that I have more books than I know what to do with.

    All good things from the right angle. Thanks.

  4. What a nice post. I’m not sure about the pile of ironing though.

    I suppose your option could be to wear the same clothes each day (it seems to work for my son).

  5. I’m thankful for Pinot Noir….oh, and family, friends, cyber-friends, yadda yadda…

    It’s good to be thankful. Thanks for being a cyber friend.

  6. Hey Don,

    Just wanted to stop by and wish you a Happy Thanksgiving. 🙂

    Thanks Jeff. I hope you had an enjoyable Thanksgiving.

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