Cautious.

 I think, just maybe, the fog is starting to lift.

Cautiously Optimistic.

Perspective

I'm taking a breather,

and putting things into

perspective.

It's an anoying thing to do sometimes,

but completely a "must"

when your life throws you so

many lemons that you would rather

cut your own arm off than make any more

DAMN lemonade.

mmm, vodka.

So, I didn't get a picture perfect Thanksgiving.

SO WHAT.

Here is what I did have:

- A pretty amazing Thanksgiving lasagna with some

pretty fantastic family members.

- A lovely Saturday afternoon with my sister.

Yay sisters!

- A delicious sushi dinner with a friend.

(I got violently sick after, but that is definitely besides the point)

- A Sunday sleep in with my husband, something that for us and

our work schedules is extremely rare.

- Sunday night dinner with our little family of 3 (third being a dog, not a baby fetus,

in case you were getting ready to gasp)
- Good news that despite us leaving our 3 month old apartment,
we were approved for an even better (and slightly cheaper) one.

So... if I was on the outside looking in,

I'd be all

"what are you complaining about?

What a great weekend!

Really, no turkey? Too bad, so sad"

My quest to not compare my life to others,

for being grateful for what I have,

for looking more on the better side than the bad side

is a learning curve here.

Ah, perspective. 
Try it sometime!

Mr. Wilde always knows what to say...
one of my favourite quotes.

Thanksgiving?

So, today is Thanksgiving.

Is it? I'm not actually sure if Thanksgiving is Saturday, Sunday, or Monday.

Either way, it's here, or was here.

I'm feeling a bit "Grinch" like this Thanksgiving.

It came without turkey,

it came without stuffing...

it came without family,

it came with basically nothing!

(Rough Seuss rhyming there... on the spot, it's tough!)

I'm kind of a sucker for traditional,

over the top,

Thanksgiving with the Jones type stuff.

A la Rockwell if you will...

However, our Thanksgiving consisted of

my husband & I working, 

continuing our stressful housing situation,

and eating a makeshift chicken casserole 

with cranberry sauce late Sunday night.

It was maybe one of the most depressing weekends of my life!

(I have to apologize to a friend who I ate sushi with on 

Saturday night... I was not pleasant company. 

I'm sorry!)

I'm not even sure where this post is going...

if you are reading this, and you had a wonderful

time with family, ate lots of delicious food,

drank wine, relaxed, and had the smell of turkey 

consuming your house and giving you the warm & fuzzies inside,

enjoy it, and never take those moments for granted.

Be thankful.

xo.

Here's hoping to a better Christmas!