Thankful Thursday!

Well here we are in, what I think is, the first week of the holiday season.   If you celebrate, how was your Thanksgiving?  Did you think about everything that you have (or don't have) to be thankful for?  I knew you would.  I am very excited as I am going home in 13 days.  The doctor told my sister that she can go into labor any day so I am also super excited to meet Honey Bee.  He's going to be great. 

On with the thankfulness…

Twist and Shout - Yep. I am thankful for a song and I don't care what anyone has to say about that.  I think it was when Jacob was about three(ish) he and I were taking a ride in my car.  He loves to listen to the Beatles and I love to listen to the Beatles so we listen to the Beatles together - it's like our thing or something.  Well this particular day I was in a frustrated mood and I needed to scream. Jacob was stuck with me all day and I am sure that he wanted to scream.  So I rolled the windows up (so no one would think we were being harmed), turned the music up and said, "Jake, when the AHs come on, you can scream all you want."  And we did. When I am home, we still do. So, I haven't really shouted my way through this song in quite awhile but Sunday at the Cavern Club I found a way to relieve my Subterranean-Homesick-Blues, no not with Dylan blasting (that actually made me sadder) but rather with a bit of shouting while everyone else was twisting.  It turns out that no one can hear anyone above the AHs in T&S and screaming my face of relieved some stress that was laying heavy on my chest. "Primal Screaming," Tony from the Shakers said to me after the show.  Maybe Yoko did know what she was talking about?  Thank goodness those Beatles covered this song or I might be in a huge funk!

Pen & Paper -  I know that I am the Queen of Technology and I always need to have the latest and greatest but I'll tell you something: I hate "writing" on a computer.  I know that many people use blogs for journals, which is great, but I just hate it.  To me there is just something powerful in holding a pen and scribbling your thoughts out on paper. There are no red squiggly lines screaming at you when you spell something wrong or blue lines subtly letting you know that there is something wrong with this sentence, no it does not matter to that blue line if there is more meaning if the sentence is this way.  Microsoft Word does not agree with the sentence therefore neither can I, the author who is feeling these emotions. I genuinely love the authenticity that a handwritten - scribbled over - words misspelled,crossed out and still left misspelled - piece of work can give a reader.  When I die, you might want to get a possession of one of my journals.  Some good stuff is in there! 

Amanda Silva Metro - I have already been thankful for her before but I don't care I am thankful for her again.  She is one of my closest friends and my psychiatrist. As every friend serves a different purpose in life, she is that person that never tells me to shut up or ignore the way I feel about something and she goes above and beyond anyone's expectations in regards to listening to a friend. She calms me down in most situations and helps me to understand why I am feeling a certain way.  She's kind of like my de-funker. 

George Harrison, The Quiet Beatle -  For real, if I ever had to choose my second favorite Beatle, I think it would be George.  The only reason I don't choose is because that would leave Paul next to Ringo and I can't really say I dig Ringo all that much or even entertain the idea that McCartney's talent is near Ringo's level. Anyway, I love George.  I love the simplicity in his ways. I am thrilled to bits that he ended  up in the Beatles or he might have just been some guy stumbling around Liverpool selling perfumes and watches when cops aren't looking!  However, I would never know because I am quite confident that if the Beatles, as the world knew them (including Ringo), didn't exist, that I wouldn't make it to Liverpool.  What would my reasoning be?  I digress.  I love Harrison's work in the Beatles "Something" (obviously) "A Northern Song"  (since I live in the north of England, that song is way funnier) are a few of my favorite Beatles songs, even though that list is mostly dominate by Lennon songs.  And I think that Harrison's solo work is just as, if not more, impressive as McCartney's.  I probably listen to Harrison's solo work the most out of all three of them (Lennon, Macca and Harrison).  I dig him. I am happy that he existed.  

My Upcoming Cold - I can feel it coming.  And I'm not mad about it. I want it here and gone by the time I get on the plane to Pennsylvania to meet Mr. Honey Bee.   So, Universe, I'd like to thank you in advance for your cooperation in this matter.  

What are you thankful for?