Thankfulness | A Thankfully Imperfect Woman

Feb 20

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The Women Who Inspire Me

There are so many inspirational women today…

some in the headlines…

others who have books written about them…

and then there are the ones who personally touch our lives.

These are the women I’m writing about today… Read more

Feb 19

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There are Moments I’m a Hater…

I’ve always hated the word hate.

I’ve always thought of myself as a pretty positive person.

But there are moments I succumb to the world’s frustrations.

Just now was one of them…

I realized the toilet had plugged up once again…(let’s just say it happened before everyone left the house this morning so we don’t point fingers).

It’s a finicky toilet, that seems to plug up fairly regularly (no pun intended {insert faint smile}). Read more

Feb 12

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Humor and a Thankful Heart

Some days it’s hard to live with a thankful heart.

Some days you just want to crawl under the covers and stay there…although then I want someone who can bring me coffee and chocolate and as the day turns to night…a glass of wine. And maybe a good Janet Evanovich book…oh wait…now I’m starting to feel better!

Looking at life with humor.

It’s a bit of a motto for me. Read more

Feb 8

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The Ditch, the Dr. and the Datebook

Yesterday was an interesting kind of day.

A fairly early doctor’s appointment in the morning…a mere 2 hours away. Add in a little funky weather. A curve in the road where my tire seemed to catch an edge. And awaaaayyyyy I went…spinning into the snow filled ditch. Trust me, a strong prayer was said!

As I sat in the ditch, I said a quiet thank you to God…called 911…and then called the Dr.’s office desperately pleading for a later appt.

It’s amazing how good people are! Read more

Feb 6

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And on the Other Hand, She Wore a Glove…

This quirky title comes to you thanks to my husband’s Grandpa Tony.

Grandpa Tony passed before my time, but in the fun stories of him, I’ve heard this saying repeatedly.

I’ve never quite understood it, yet I love it at the same time.

Some days we go and go and go…and then something makes us stop and think, “well?” (and this is where the saying comes in)…on the other hand, she wore a glove.

Now that I’ve put that in your head, you’ll never say “on the other hand” without thinking “she wore a glove”.

You’re welcome!

I thought of this saying this morning as I was looking at the post from yesterday and the lack of likes and responses. I smiled to myself at the epic failure of the blog with only one respondent, however…then I realized…on the other hand, she wore a glove. Read more