In this photo, Tyler looks like a deviant. Like he’s about to roll into a bank, in his footy pajamas, and rob the place. That face cannot be trusted. And again with the wrists…Next time I see this kid I’m teaching him some wrist exercises. Also, does anyone know any wrist exercises for babies?
I’m thankful I’m recovered from last weekend’s bike crash. I’ve got some lingering bruises and road rash, but the soreness, nausea, headaches and overall feelings of pain have diminished.
I’m thankful for a great week at work. You know how sometimes, no matter how great your job is and no matter how much you like the people you work with, work life just sucks? This week is not that week. And that’s a fantastic thing. Highlights of the week have included celebrating our newest issue (click the link, read the cover stories, carefully crafted with lots of passion by yours truly), kicking off the new year…
My baby. Who wants a copy? I’ll send you one with a love note tucked inside. And confetti. And glitter.
…and getting feedback on it from the Most Important Person In The Dance World.
When Mia Michaels Tweets me, my world feels complete. My career has peaked at 27 years old.
I’ve also gotten great feedback this week from my boss and another higher-up at the company. It feels good, kids. It feels good.
I’m thankful for my newly-acquired knife skills. I know I wrote about it already, but that class was so good and, dare I say, life changing? Look at what I did the other night:
LOOK AT ALL THE CHOPPING!!! ALL THE DICING!!! And all the pretty colors.
Oh, you have no idea what that is? Food bloggers, help meeeeeee, I don’t know how to take good pictures of my creations.
On Monday night, I made soup. Broccoli cheddar soup, to be very specific. This soup , to be exact. And I added carrots because I’m a Cooking Wizard With Great Ideas.
The soup was awesome for several reasons:
I would also like to add that I have now taken a knife skills class and utilized my learnings in real life, and I’ve emerged unscathed, unharmed and uncut.
Oh this tragic incident? This was from doing dishes. That damn springform pan I used for the cheesecake two weeks ago sliced me up really nicely. This is why I should never have to do dishes. BRIAN!!!!!!
I’m thankful I’m done with that dumb New Year’s Resolution to “cook something new once every month.” When I made that soup on Monday, I didn’t even realize I was playing Master Chef and whipping up a new creation until later that night. Stupid Resolution complete!
I MADE A ROAST CHICKEN FOR NOVEMBER! A ROAST CHICKEN! IN THE OVEN! LIKE A REAL FANCY PERSON! I mean, whatever. Not a big deal. People make chicken all the time. (People who are not me and who know the differences between “bake,” “broil” and “roast.”)
I’m thankful I’ve seen my best friend more times this year than we had in the previous five years combined. I think. I’m not good with math and I’m also not so great at remembering things. But Becky and I traveled between New Hampshire, North Carolina and New York City this year all in the name of long-distance friendship.
Becky and me in Times Square. This was before The Great Panic Attack of 2012 that we all experienced in Rockefeller Center.
Becky visited this weekend with her husband (he had never been to NYC!) and we got lots of quality time together. She laughs at every single one of my jokes and that’s not the only reason I love her so much, but it does count for something.
I’m thankful my Christmas shopping is mostly complete. It was easy this year because my family instated a spending limit. It basically allowed for me to purchase one gift per family member, and we have a small family and I did all the purchasing online. So now my apartment looks like this every day when I come home:
It was real cute carrying my work bag plus all these packages into the elevator and then up to the apartment where I had to retrieve my keys and unlock both locks on the door. I struggled. And broke a sweat.
Now I just have to wrap all this crap. I hate gift wrapping. I think it’s my least favorite annual activity. Also I’m terrible at it. And I’m not just “kind of sloppy,” I’m horrid. Tragic, even. I’m a perfectionist in so many ways, and gift wrapping is simply not one of them. Screw it.
I’m thankful for my beautiful new keyboard. Several months ago I asked for a new keyboard at work. Mine was filthy from whoever had it before me, and the keys got stuck because I’m pretty sure the previous keyboard owner liked to eat honey at his or her desk and let it slowly drip onto the keys and into the board’s guts.
Finally, after months of very kind pleading with the IT department, I finally got a shiny, clicky new keyboard.
Untouched and ready for my love. Yes, I have a bedazzled mouse.
It does not take much to please me, people.
But most of all, at the end of the day…
I’m thankful for this:
OK I WILL GET IN THE LLAMA.
Thank you, Lauren, for that.
That’s all I’ve got today, everyone. There are times when I’m thankful for all that sappy, big-picture stuff like my health and my family and my still-somehow-attached black toenail. But today isn’t one of those days. Today is a day to appreciate the tiny things in life that bring me joy. So there you have ‘em.
WHAT LITTLE THINGS ARE YOU THANKFUL FOR TODAY? Ice cream is not a little thing, FYI, because it should only be served in massively large portions. Examples of “the little things in life” are compliments from kind people, thumbtacks, scissors that brilliantly cut through big stretches of wrapping paper and colored printers with fully-stocked ink. Now that you know, go to it. It’s fun.