1.) I’m thankful for southern California weather. Totally low-hanging fruit in the gratitude department, I know, but the fact that yesterday I went lap swimming in the out-of-doors in January without risking hypothermia just makes me feel all…
2.) I am thankful that I know what to do in the event of a flat tire, like say on the way to school this morning. I am grateful that I know how to actually deal with the tire (using a tire gauge, airing up, changing the tire if necessary). That is all well and good and useful, and makes the situation much less stressful than it might otherwise be. But I’m even more grateful that when someone pulls up to me at an intersection and says “Excuse me but I think you have a flat tire,” what ensues is an object lesson to both of the young women in the back seat. It’s a chance (and an increasingly rare one, now that Elder Daughter is an adolescent) for my girls to see their mother be competent outside of her normal range of expertise; it’s a chance for me to model self-sufficiency. It’s also an object lesson in Foul Language, but we’ll try to focus on the positive, here.
3.) I am thankful for Dwija and her tweeting, because first thing this morning, I had a phone call from Toshiba offering to fix my laptop. Further updates as events warrant.