Thanksgiving. Who can say where it all started? Something to do with pilgrims and turkeys (or is that American)? Anyway, we all know the drill. A bit of time off work, family obligations and eating until we feel sick. Literally sick. Why is it ok to eat so much during the holidays? Seriously, I will have a heaping plate of turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce, veggies, mashed potatoes, yams and god knows what else, polish it off, and go back for more. Why is that acceptable during the holidays and not at any other time of the year? Is it fear that this could in fact be our last meal? Are we fattening ourselves up for a long hard winter? In truth, I don't have the answer, and more to the point, I have gotten completely off track from what I wanted to discuss in the first place. What I'm thankful for.
I'm thankful for my adoring husband, Shaun Proulx
I'm thankful for my furry children, Jack, Ella and Annie
I'm thankful for how perfect my wedding day was
I'm thankful for how well my family got along on my wedding day
I'm thankful for Dan & Nicolle for pulling out all the stops for my wedding day
I'm thankful for my good health
I'm thankful for our thriving businesses
I'm thankful for my ever expanding knowledge of business
I'm thankful for my friends
I'm thankful for the 'Real Housewives' franchise
I'm thankful for knowing more and more who I am and what I want
I'm thankful that I don't hold anyone accountable for how I feel
I'm thankful that at any minute I can change the course of my life
I'm thankful that I always remember to wash my hands after the gym (weights are dirty)
And finally, I'm thankful for knowing that it's out of the 'bad stuff' that the 'best stuff' happens!