It’s hard to tell if time has slowed down or sped up. Either way, I’m ready for June! Summer is easily my favorite season. I work better when I can spend an hour of every day in the sun. A good friend taught me about taking sunshine breaks and I’ve never looked back. I wait all year until it’s warm enough for a daily sunshine break. I’m well known for my love of warm weather and I now hear several different times a day from different congregants saying, “Congratulations, it’s your weather.” Thank you, Mother Nature.
I’m also thankful for marathons of the Food Network show, Chopped. I am in love with this show. It makes me think more creatively about cooking for my own family. It’s a rare show that can keep me tuning in hour after hour.
I’m thankful for this list. #10. A group of flamingos is called a flamboyance. Delightful
I’m thankful for lovely lunches (in the sunshine) with thoughtful mentors.
I am incredibly thankful for a long weekend spent reading Carry On, Warrior by the lovely Glennon Melton. Glennon’s writing feels like freedom. She talks about getting clean and sober and no longer having the confidence to dance at weddings. It occurs to her, watching her family and friends have fun on the dance floor that, “no one can dance for you.” Wise words, Glennon. I definitely take her writing as an invitation to live life more fully and try to do the hard things.
Lastly, and most importantly, I am thankful for all those who answer the call to serve, especially my handsome husband who leaves next month to start his career in the military.
It feels like we’ve been living in a season of National tragedies – Hurricane Sandy, the Sandy Hook Elementary shooting, and the Boston Marathon bombing, just to name a few. I have been experiencing and contemplating tragedy fatigue.
Then this morning, I read this – let’s face it – completely wonderful story about a cat who found it’s way back home 6 months after it disappeared during Hurricane Sandy. And while the story warms my heart and reminds me of Homeward Bound and all sorts of wonderful things, it was this part of the story that stood out most:
Fortunately Porsche appears to be in good shape, indicating people had likely been kind to him and fed him along the way.
With all the tragedy in the world, somehow little Porsche found strangers to take care of him and feed him on his difficult path home. What a mitzvah! There is untold power in the truly random act of kindness. Mitzvah literally means “commandment” and it is no wonder that G-d commanded us to do these mitzvot. We do not even know how far-reaching an impact we can have. And while there are countless stories about random acts of bravery and kindness in the midst of national tragedies, it’s the thought of Porsche’s nameless caretakers who I will keep in mind as we face future tragedies. It’s hard to face tragedy after tragedy and to still hold tight to goodness, but it what we are called to do.
I have a feeling that these posts are going to always start with me saying how thankful I am that another week is over and the weekend is here! So, you should assume that from now on that I am thankful for Thursday. Otherwise …
I am thankful for hot pink ballet flats. Sometimes a girl needs a hot pink shoe in her life, just to spiff up things.
I am thankful for sunny days. There is a storm headed this way, but Saturday should be sunny and beautiful. I will be outside taking pictures. It will be glorious.
I am thankful for the chance to celebrate with a co-worker that received a prestigious award.
I am thankful for a best friend who, without being asked, took time away from studying for an important test to help me promote an endeavor of mine. I am blessed.
I am thankful for the Trader Joe’s employee who suggested I go home and watch this video. She was right, it’s hilarious. I am also thankful for Trader Joe’s freezer meals on those days when you just can’t find the energy to create something from scratch for dinner, even though you are wearing your hot pink ballet flats.
No, really it’s Thursday. However, I work Sunday through Thursday, so Thursday is the end of my work week. So in lieu of TGIF, I say TGIT! It has been a short week (I had a day off for the 1st day of Pesach), but I’m still really thankful for Thursday. Maybe I should start a series on this blog called Thankful Thursday.
Why am I so ready for the weekend? Mostly because I can’t keep eating this much matzah and butter. I have invested so much time and energy into planning and preparing delicious KFP dinners this week that I completely neglected to make breakfast or lunch for myself all week. I could have made egg salad or tuna salad or a salad-salad. But I didn’t. Nope, I just grabbed a stick of butter and a box of matzah. Who does that?! This girl! And you know what, it’s delicious. But I need to eat real food. And that unripe banana I had for breakfast doesn’t count.
Also, we have a problem with people using our street parking who are visiting nearby businesses. The police are working with us to ticket those car, while not ticketing our members who are using the parking spaces for their intended purpose. This morning there is a car parked outside of our building with out-of-state plates that received a parking ticket. I have had no fewer than 10 separate conversations with 10 different individuals about this car. We are a vigilant group! Sigh …
Add to that a lot of end-of-the-month bookkeeping and I am beyond ready for 5 o’clock! Also, tonight, I will start making our favorite brisket. It takes 36 hours or so to prepare and man, oh, man is it worth every hour. Husband and I go crazy for this brisket. It should be made with a side of butternut squash over which you can pour the extra sauce. So what am I thankful for this Thursday: brisket.