Gratitude is the sign of noble souls ~ Aesop

Wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving ~ Kahlil Gabran

Joy delights in joy ~ William Shakespeare

Saturday, January 1, 2011

Joyful New Year!

I kept thinking of an Anne of Green Gables quote all day and it sums up pretty well how I feel about starting a brand new year,
"Marilla, isn't it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?"
Yep, a new year without any mistakes in it yet. Sky's the limit this year and the possibilities, well I could burst with excitement wondering about what new joys lie ahead. I even made resolutions this year. I never make resolutions. But for some reason, shaking of the muddy old slush of 2010 and diving into the perfect soft fluffy white new fallen snow of 2011 makes me feel like I just want to lie in it and make angels:)
So today I'm thankful for a new year and the possibilities it brings.
I'm also thankful for my Dad, because it's his birthday, and because his laughter is one of my favorite things in the world -- and he did alot of it today. I could always pick his laugh out of the audience when I was doing plays in high school, and then when I was much too cool, I would move a few rows away from him in the movie theater because I was embarrassed at how hard he laughed -- but now, well, I wish I could bottle it for stormy days, because it would brighten them right up. I'm grateful that my whole family was able to celebrate together this year for the first time in at least a decade. I loved laughing our butts off when my brother finally lit all of the candles on the cake and then went to blow out the match and blew out all of the candles instead. We rolled with laughter over cards and gifts and stories and capped it off with some good old AFV. I also got a pretty good chuckle out of my pragmatic little niece who told me she found a white feather in her mom's car, and when I asked her if she thought it came from a fairy or an angel, she looked at me like I was a complete idiot and said flatly "feathers come from birds." Don't know why, but it killed me. My brother keeps telling her that she was born in Narnia and she stomps her feet and explains to him for the hundredth time that Narnia isn't real. I look forward to the day that she discovers it is...:)


  1. hahaha! I totally remember slinking down in our seats at the movies. Your Dad's laugh is LOUD!

  2. I love that you remember that! Yes it is:)