Jackie’s Gratitude List

Jackie’s Grateful List

The other night I found myself stuck in the Starbuck’s parking lot with a flat tire after a hard day of work, and found out the AAA membership had expired.  Pretty much I was on my broom with my flying monkeys ready for attack and thinking I’ve found my blogging material for the week.  Then I wondered if I wanted to indulge in a vitriolic temper tantrum like I’m still two years old.  I decided no.  When I finally got home, I read my Facebook and read a post that basically said ‘what if tomorrow you woke up and only had the things you were grateful for today?’  I decided to turn the lemon in lemonade and write about things I’m grateful for.  Miriam said I could only write ten things because people might get bored.  So tomorrow, if I wake up with only these ten things, it’s Miriam’s fault, not mine.  So here goes:

 My friends and family.  Not only am I well-loved, I’m understood.  Considering at times, I’m out there where the trains don’t run, that’s a blessing.
 Not only am I grateful for my job at Starbucks, but for my baby birds who work so hard for me, make me look good, and entertain the hell out of me.  FYI it’s a cape, not an apron.  You are all super baristas.
 I’m grateful for my dogs.  Even though they wake me up at 5 am with a potty emergency, and come back with a dead gopher as if I wanted to re-enact the horse head scene from The Godfather movie.  No matter how bad the night was, when I come home, you greet me with pure unadulterated joy.
I am grateful for books.  They are my friends, my entertainment, and with pride and humility, the way I make my living.
I am grateful for readers.  Readers indulge me, inspire me, and invigorate me.
I am grateful for ice.  Ice keeps my black orchid martinis cold. Woot, woot to Yard House.  Not only for hosting ‘girls’ night’ every Sunday, but introducing me to the Black Orchid Martini.
I’m grateful for girls’ night.  For Brit, Leah, Rose, and Paige.  For the booze, the bonding, and Dominican cigars.
I’m grateful for Steve the tow truck driver.  Not only because he served his country in Afghanistan and Iraq, but also for rescuing me at 12:30 am in the Starbucks parking lot.  (Because Miriam forgot to pay the AAA membership bill.)
For Pete and John, for helping me make Jane the bad-ass she was meant to be, and for your stories of guns, glory, and goats.
For Miriam, cause she’s superglue.  She can fix pretty much anything, especially my computer when it doesn’t want to play fair.
 I’m slipping in another one.  For butterflies and hummingbirds.  I just saw both of them feeding at the same bush at the end of February in my backyard.  This proof that nature will always endure.

 

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