Thanksgiving

We were sitting around the dinner table, Me, Aunt, Uncle, Sister & Hubby, Bro & Wife, Mom, Gram, and Dad. Dad was being silly before opening prayer. Everyone had big smiles on their faces, including Gram (who's very slowly recovering from a recent stroke plus heart attack).
On top of all that, some people actually went the extra mile to make some food specially for me so that there would actually be something at the table that I like. (Yes, I'm a very picky eater, and the usual Turkey Day fare is not my usual pick at all.)

It was amazing, and I can't remember being more grateful on a Thanksgiving day. Before Dad said the opening prayer I was already choking up, and by the end of it I was totally tearing. I wiped it away, and nobody even noticed... until Mom pulled out the video camera and began going around the table making us each say what we're thankful for. When it got to my turn I couldn't even speak.

Some say luck. Some call it a charmed life. Some call it blessed. Some give me the credit. Some say optimism, or naivete. I don't care what your perspective on the situation is (I choose blessed), life is GREEEEEAT!

I even got family to play games with me! (I won RISK twice. The first was a comeback from only having Japan. That's actually the second time I've won making a Holding-Only-Japan comeback.)

Reboot

So, I like him again. Something hit me Friday, and I decided to once again enjoy Mvob's company - and it worked.

We went to Beacon Rock on Saturday, and had a perfect little hike on a perfect weather day in the beautiful Columbia River Gorge. Then, we came back and watched Breakfast at Tiffany's.

Sunday, he came over to read scriptures with me before church (it's becoming a "thing we do" since I suggested the idea several weeks ago), and had a great and busy Sunday full of church, choir practice, dinner and games at his Sister's house, and then a fireside. Bambambambam - good thing I was enjoying his company, huh! After all that, he volunteered to stay even longer and help me get some things knocked off my "To do Before Thanksgiving" list. I let him help me change the license plates on my car (I hadn't done it only because I didn't have the right kind of socket-wrench or screwdriver or whatever) and then made him go home and get some sleep before he had to begin his graveyard shift at 1am.

Side note - Mvob has been insecure about his singing abilities. I convinced him to do choir. Last week, he didn't have much fun, being one of two guys there. He doesn't really know how to read music and struggled. But, he was committed enough not to give up (on me, or the music-maybe the music because of me, but I'm totally willing to accept that). Last week he had a great time. He feels he's learning about singing. It also helped that about 20 other guys showed up.

Also - He does recognize now that he was crazy to work graveyards full time, do school full time, AND maintain girlfriend attention all at the same time. I think he's planning on cutting back on both school and work hours next semester - hmmmm. I guess I don't have to think too hard about what the plans are for girlfriend time is, huh. But since I work ~50 hr. weeks, that can't grow by too much.

I am SOOOooo glad to be done with school. For now. .. . .. . maybe I'll do a masters, or a second degree sometime.. . .. . maybe. Let's not get ahead of ourselves here.