I have hemmed and hawed (I hate that I just wrote that) for the last week about what I was going to blog about. Should I continue to be heavy and a bit of a Debbie Downer? Or should I try to make it more light-hearted and playful? I decided on the latter, friends. And let’s be honest, it is much easier throwing together random, yet cohesive thoughts than it is to try and articulate how you are feeling and put it out for all the interweb to see (I stole that word from this girl.)
Let’s start with the really good stuff…Thanksgiving! The single greatest day of the year is less than a week away and I am mostly wetting my pants with excitement. First of all, I get to go home to Milwaukee and spend time with my family and friends. I will be home for a week and it is perfectly timed. I already have plans for dinner on Tuesday with Angie and Amy, two of the most solid girls a guy could ever meet! (SIDENOTE 1: Angie and I have met maybe 2-3 times, yet have a slew of the same friends, Amy included. We are social media soul mates and are both convinced either her parents had twins and they forgot to bring me home or my mom had triplets and she got lost in the hospital shuffle). (SIDENOTE 2: Angie is “this girl” linked above). Really excited to see Amy as she and I moved away from Minnesota at the same time and she has been busy traveling the country as a nurse. She’s pretty bomb-ass!
Thanksgiving is, if you know me, my favorite holiday of the year. As a former fat kid (FFK from here on out), I’d rather have the gift of food than a gift at Christmas that I may not need or want. My mother makes the BEST Thanksgiving dinner. A1) I’m pretty sure her stuffing is sent directly from heaven. It’s to die for and the running joke is that she never makes enough because my brother and I devour it. (SIDENOTE 3: She always has leftovers, but we still want an endless supply). A2) She always asks us what we want for the dinner, and we always want the EXACT. SAME. THING. If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. And friends, this dinner is not broken. If anything, it improves every year.
The other reason I am excited about Thanksgiving, especially this year, is because I get to have not one, not two, but three dinners. The most important is my mom’s (see above). The second one is with my stepsister when she brings her family down. And the third is with one of my bff’s at her parent’s house. Her parents are really cool and I am looking forward to seeing them again. (SIDENOTE 4: Angie gets to be at this one too…as does the bff’s bf). I really need the friend time now, so this is going to be perfect!
Enough about Thanksgiving (I could very easily write several blogs about this day). The other random thought I had yesterday, and not so random since it stems from the whole Occupy Wall Street movement, is that I realized I am not passionate about anything enough that it would move me to protest. I even have a hard time sympathizing with people who do have this passion because I am not sure it is something I desire or something I just can’t ever see myself obtaining. This makes me sound so pathetic, but I promise I value things and in turn, have values. Let’s list out the things I support, shall we:
- Marriage Equality
- Gender Equality
- Racial Equality
- Social Equality
- No Child Left Behind
- Ending bullying
There are more I am sure, but those are the ones at the top of my list. I really value these things and will throw myself into a heated discussion/debate about any of them with even a stranger to defend my beliefs. But I cannot see myself ever camping out in a park for two months or marching across the city to protest. What does this say about me? I like to think that I care about things, but does not having the passion to protest in essence mean I don’t care?
Speaking of not caring, I have to keep telling myself that I am a good person. I know I am, but looking myself in the mirror every morning and saying “you are a good person; people like you; you have a good heart” is my current routine. Moving forward through my new chapter in life requires me to be confident in myself because it’s really all I got!