|Thankful for many things; even weather|
|Written by Bob Hyle|
|Wednesday, November 21, 2012 6:07 PM|
In the immortal words of Sylvester Stone, always a true family man: “I want to thank you for letting me be myself again.”
This seems like a fitting introduction for a treatise on one of the true family holidays. If you love your family and, even more importantly, get along with them (not always the same thing).
Thanksgiving is a wonderful holiday. If not, well, they make funny movies about those families.
Most people are able to put aside their differences for Thanksgiving because, other than arguing over leftovers, you can avoid the spats that often plague Christmas, particularly over the quality of gifts received vs. those given.
Thanking someone is a wonderful gesture, unless it’s not. We’ve all given hollow thanks before (well, at least I admit it), but not on Thanksgiving. I
t’s a day to appreciate friends and family, although for many it’s a day of hard work in the kitchen.
One night last week, I came home from work and greeted my wife with my usual cheery countenance. She looked at me and asked, “Why are you so happy?” I really didn’t have an answer for her other than she had probably been paying bills that day and that never puts her in a cheery mood. Fortunately, as the great writer Billy Clyde Puckett might have said, “Life its own self makes me happy.” That’s reason enough to be thankful.
I am greatly thankful for my wife because, as I mentioned, she pays said bills even though she knows it will put her in a bad mood.
I could do the bills and still remain in a jovial mood because I’m pretty immature about the whole money process. I like the way we are doing it, so I’m thankful for my loving wife.
I’m thankful for my brother and sister-in-law because ever since our family outgrew my boyhood home, they’ve hosted Thanksgiving.
I enjoy entertaining people at my house, but I love being entertained even more. Is that selfish? Probably, but effusive thanks usually works for me.
I’m thankful for the variety of weather we live with in this area. You may look at me as if I’m crazy, but except for when I stand outside my car and pump gasoline, and that may have more to do with the price of petrol than the temperature, I can live with the varying temperatures.
I’m thankful for my kid’s kid. Last week I was sitting in a restaurant when my granddaughter sat on my lap for 15 minutes.
This child has never sat on my lap for longer than 15 seconds, so imagine my delight. I was enjoying it so much I almost forgave her for her preference for a barre over a backboard.
Lastly, thank you, faithful readers, for your patience with me and your interest in this column.
I’m told it’s the most-read article in this newspaper each week. Of course I was talking to myself at the time. Anyway, thanks for reading and have a Happy Thanksgiving.
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