Thankful For Weird

Today isn't such a good day. The Teacher and I don't feel too good, so of course we're embarking on a cleaning marathon. This does not put me in a good mood.

So I decided to post the things I'm glad for.

I'm glad I'm warm-blooded. Because if I wasn't, then going to seminary in December when the temperature hovers in the twenties would kill me. And our car's heater doesn't start working until eight or so miles down the road.

I'm glad we have chickens. Because someone has to eat all that eggplant.

I'm glad I'm not a chicken. Because I hate eggplant after the second serving.

I'm glad I have parents with ears. Believe it or not, ears are a bonus in the average parent package.

I'm glad I'm weird. I'd be bored to death in my own head if I were normal. Huh- this explains why most teenagers are glued to their cell phones all the time. Like an oxygen machine.

I'm glad I have an aunt who laughs at me. She says the way I say hello makes it sound like I'm rubbing my hands and cracking my knuckles.

And most importantly, I'm glad I have a chocolate fish waiting for me on Saturday (when I will begin my epic journey to write 100,000 words in one week). Fish fillets, here I come....