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Close to Nowhere By Linda Jones What I’m thankful for
One of the first things that pops to mind that I’m extremely grateful for this year is safety pins! I
tend to generate a lot of static electricity! A lot! Recently, I
shocked the copier here at the office and knocked the lights off the
panel. Had to turn it off and back on again. Right
after that, inserting my card in the pump at the gas station, I zapped
the pump. That scared me. You keep hearing all this stuff about cell
phones blowing up gas pumps. That’s not one of my preferred ways to
pass from this life! It doesn’t matter what kind
of shoes or clothing I wear either. Some things are worse than others
-- sweat pants for example -- but Crocs or leather shoes, flips flops,
cotton pants, etc. Just doesn’t matter. I shock things -- and rarely
mildly. I’ve nearly knocked myself out on freezer cases at the grocery
store! But! And there’s almost always a but ---
Beth, a friend here at work, read on the Internet that you should pin a
safety pin to an inside seam on your slacks or somewhere like that. Me,
being me, interpreted that to mean near the waistband of my Hanes. You
know what? It works! I am now about 95 percent shock free! I still get
zapped occasionally, but nothing like on the scale of “before” the
safety pins! So, this year, safety pins top my list of what I’m thankful for! Thanksgiving
is far and away my favorite holiday -- family and turkey and dressing
and nothing like the stress of Christmas shopping to interfere with the
pleasure. I am so thankful for many things -- the
obvious of course; my family -- Pop, Dana, Kris, Mere, Remy, Dennis,
Danny, Jackie, my niece Sister and Jane. Jane is not related by blood,
but, as she says, by heart. Then there’s my
church and work families. When you’ve been together 20+ years, you’re a
family whether you like it or not! I’m fortunate to be able to love
both those families. I’m thankful that, in spite
of the usual aches and pains of middle age arthritis, etc., that I’m
able to be switching my tiny sewing room with my very big bedroom. I’m falling over with pain and exhaustion, but I’m able to do it. There are so many who can’t. I’m
thankful to have had some wonderful people in my life -- my mother
Thelma, Pop’s father Clifford, my uncle Charles, my granddaughter’s
great-grandparents on their dad’s side of the family -- Inez has passed
on and J.C. is in a nursing home not doing well, but they loved us all
as much as we loved them. Then, there’s Ma and Myra, Aunt Joyce and
Jimmie and Pop’s cousin Carolyn, who should have been my sister also. I’m blessed to live in this country and be able to gripe about the politicians. And -- there are only 32 days left until Christmas! |