I am thankful for…

While we don’t celebrate that day after Wednesday this month, I do not want to come across as unthankful.  While at Jenn’s Mom-mom’s (grandma) church spaghetti dinner yesterday, several family members said “See you at Thanksgiving”  No, we don’t celebrate/believe in that holiday.  But, I do want it known that I am very thankful for a lot of the things in my life.

Today I am going to be thankful for…My birth family. That makes it sound weird…my blood family?? Oh forget it, I am thankful for my HopOnPop, MummyDearest and SmallFry.

Here is my mom and dad:

And Marshall:

I don’t talk about them enough. They rock…did you know that? We’ve had our rough patches, I think every teenage girl does, right? But they have been there for me through think and thin.

My mom and I had always had a very very rough relationship. We never got along from my teenage angst years until recently. I was telling Jenn the other night that all of that is officially in my past. Since my mom’s mom passed, I have called her at least once a week. Before that I would call as little as possible. This weekly phone call has totally helped rebuild our relationship. I am thankful that we have one now. I know that I can talk to her about things that I never would have opened up to her about before. I call her MummyDearest because of the cartoon of the Pound Puppies…the spoiled little girl would always whine (which I am the QUEEN of whining) “MummyDearest…I don’t like those icky-poo puppies.”

My dad and I have always had a pretty darn good relationship. I am totally a daddy’s girl!! He was always one to lay on the floor and let me and my friends use him as a Pig Pong net. He taught me wrestling moves, and how to make my aunt pee her pants. He used to require me to have the book Hop On Pop if I wanted to hop on him. It always seemed to go missing though…I have often wondered if I lost it, or if he made it take a vacation!!

Then there is Marshall. When he was born I was most certain that he had ruined my life. I was the only grandchild (in the area) until he came around. That was almost 9 years of being severely spoiled!! I only remember trying to sell him once. But that little boy loved me through and through. He called me “My Heidi” or “My Heiden Lee” I used to be able to hear him screaming for me the whole way down the block when I left for school in the morning. After I moved to Pennsylvania we grew apart for a bit. While we have gotten closer, thanks mostly to facebook, I do wish we were closer still. I think Marshall and Jenn talk 20 times as much as Marshall and I do. Although I must say, seeing my Bejeweled Blitz score be above his this week has totally made my life. It will never happen again. The kid is better than me at everything!!!

So that is the family I was raised from. Over the upcoming weeks I shall be focusing on other things for which I am thankful. No, I don’t celebrate that special holiday that tells you to be thankful for things, but I am thankful. Who needs a holiday anywho?!?!