9 things grateful: Why not just write the damn blog post? #GratitudeAndShit 🔑

I says to myself tonight, I says … why don’t you write on your blog anymore?

You know, it’s the same thing … no time, I’m just so busy. Hell, I used to stay up until 3 a.m. to stay on a blog schedule. I once spent a morning in a donut shop near Fort Bragg with internet as strong as the coffee (not very) just to stay on a gosh-danged blogging schedule.

And now? If this blog was a goldfish bowl, it’d … well, all the goldfish would be dead.

So I’m grateful for the self-help kick in my own damned ass today to get going on a gratitude blog post. Just like that, it seems, you can go from ingrate to not-ingrate just by writing a damned blog post. Who knew? Not me, apparently.

Saw these growing on my walk to Bank of America Stadium for a Carolina Panthers game a while back.

9 things grateful

1. Guests in search of money trees

This really happened. She asked for one as if she’d just found it online. (It says online you guys HAVE it people often sass when I tell them we don’t.) She was buying a Dr. Seuss book and in search of a duffle bag and I’m glad she stumbled into the store on a night I wasn’t supposed to work anyway.

2. Food Lion Frosted Flakes

Are you even allowed to call them frosted flakes? Probably not. But they’re good. They taste like the real thing. Michelle, the money tree lady, actually told me Tony is a pedo. I need to check Snopes on that one. The Food Lion Lion appears on the up-and-up.

3. Cobra Kai time

It’s kind of brilliant. I don’t know why it’s not wildly popular like that one show about the tiger guy. Great writing, awesome depth, and Daniel LaRusso’s wife is the real deal. (Also, a cameo actress on the show liked my comment on Instagram so that makes us best friends, right?)

Remember when we could go to basketball games and shit? Yeah, me either.

4. A desire to get on here again

It’s always been there. It’s always a part of me. I know a lot of you who used to warm up barstools around here have moved on to other pursuits. Maybe you don’t even read blogs anymore. I have no expectations in my return (again), but I’m looking forward to seeing what it is.

5. My spot at the kitchen table

Sure, the inside kitties harass me at every turn, but it’s a good perspective from here. I can see when Jayda drops by for Second Breakfast or Snack 223. She’s like me. Also sometimes the inside cats just sit next to my chair and it’s kind of cool.

6. My cool girl on the West Coast

We’re texting lots, and I’ve learned a lot in these several months since she moved out there. There’s a Medium post in here in the making, somehow, relating to parenting a courageous kid and feeding a pretty gray and white mama cat on the side of your house. I just haven’t gotten it together yet.

The little one, with the West Coast one. How we miss her! We’re saving up to come see you, Massy.

7. Smashburgers

The homemade variety. Who ever had the idea, hey, let’s heavily season beef, let it sear on Mercury grade heat, mash it like it’s the Minnesota Timberwolves, then flip it and melt some cheese on it, then make comparisons to paradise as we eat it. But, it works for me.

8. Sunrise

First thing, I check outside, and there’s my Jayda. I’ll write more about her. She and I have been through some things. But she’s there every morning, and, so far, eluding trapping so I can get her fixed. I love that she comes every day (yeah, I know it’s because I give her the wet food with cheddar chunks in it.)

9. Getting back to writing

I write all day, y’all, for a company I love. But this place means a lot to me because you’re here. I hope you are. I’ll welcome all who return, and those who find this place by accident. I can’t wait to get another 6 words post finished and post more #GirlsRock and all this. Thanks for being here.

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