I am grateful for the maiden voyage of El Banana today, just me and first mate Farley. Or perhaps he was captain. T’any rate, the boat floats, and took us all the way across the Gorge waterway to the play park and back. Total time invested was two hours, including loading and unloading the canoe on the car. I am excited by the possibilities having a canoe will open up for us!
I am struggling with gratitude today. Painful, hard things happen to good people who don’t deserve it. Thinking about writing this post tonight, I’ve tried to find some silver lining on a dark cloud that has moved in on the lives of some folks I know, but there isn’t one. Things like this shouldn’t happen to anyone. This doesn’t inspire gratitude. Not a bit. Not at all.
One thing I’ve gained by writing this blog has been a deeper understanding of the complexity of human experience. In particular, that you can have a bad day, a good day, get bad news, feel overwhelmed and powerless, feel lucky, find safety, etc, etc, all in the same 24 hours.
Good things happen every day. They happen on bad days, too. Both are true. Recognizing the bright spots shouldn’t mean denial of the darkness we sometimes experience.
I am grateful for my bike ride home, and for warm, summer weather.
I am grateful the macaroni and cheese I made tonight turned out well.
I am grateful for near daily glimpses of ferrel deer in my city.
I am grateful for my family’s health.
i am grateful for an acoustic bike commute this morning and afternoon. No electricity was harmed. On a related note, I am grateful that Cooper is now a net asset on the trailer bike behind me. It used to feel like I was pulling him around, now I feel I’m getting a push.
I am grateful for a great evening at the lake. The water was warm, there was chilli, and all 8 of us, 4 parents and 4 cousins, were in the water at the same time at one point. Good times!
I am grateful for Pedal Heads day camp. Coop is having a ball.
I am grateful for my brother, who a few years ago gave me a bottle of 40 year old scotch, and with whom I enjoyed a bit of that tonight.
I am grateful for a nice, relaxed, impromptu dinner with the kind of family we met through our similarly aged kids that are so awesome, that we picked 2 weekends to alternate 2 night 4 kid sleepovers and 2 night parent getaways. Score!
I am grateful for my brother and his family, who traversed the Rocky Mountains to come visit us for a few nights. Let the wild cousin rumpus begin!
I am grateful for Mad Men. I’m sad it’s all over now, but man, that was some great television.
I am grateful for the sheer volume of joy that an elevator button brings Farley.
I am grateful for Farley’s response whenever I say “I love you”, which is often an annoyed “I know dat!”, accompanied with a furrowed brow.
I am equally grateful for his response when I say “I love you, I mean it!”, to which he is likely to reply “does anybody want a peanut?”, with a wide grin.
I am grateful for the window I just thought to open; It’s hotter than the fiery pits of Tartarus here.
I am grateful for a mundane Saturday of hanging out in the backyard, and accomplishing a few errands. Simple pleasures are the best kind.
Have I mentioned the suite is done, and rented, and now I have a neighbour downstairs and I don’t have to wonder if it will all work out? Because even if I have, I am grateful for that, too.
i am extremely grateful for a whole day and night with nobody but Julie, and no responsibilities and hardly a care in the world.
I am grateful for a bike ride to beavers with Coop. We bike through the UVic campus, which is always a trip for me (I attended there in the early 90s). We had sandwiches by the fountain. It was nice.
I am grateful for raccoons cavorting like two young lads I know in the pond in front of our house. I caught these two young raccoons wrasslin’ there yesterday morning. After I took this video I fetched said lads, and the raccoons kept up the show for another minute or two.
I am grateful for plans that fell through this weekend, which means we’re now enjoying a plan free weekend. Awesome weather, to boot, with temperatures expected to hit 30C.
I am grateful for Farley playing with trucks. There’s been lots of that lately.
I am grateful for local strawberries. Julie bought a ton of them, and tonight she blended them with ice and added tequila, and put that in a glass for me. Then we sat in the front yard and watched the world go by for an hour or so after the kids were down. If that’s not nice, what is?
I am grateful for socks and sandals. You don’t like socks and sandals? Too bad. That’s how I roll.
I’m also grateful to have lived long enough to accept that comfortable feet are a higher priority than fashion sense.
I am grateful for a productive day.
I grateful for dinner with the whole family at the airport White Spot to bid adieu to my folks. It was nice having them around.
I am grateful for our crappy old van. That thing just keeps on truckin’.