I’ve seen a lot of posts lately with people announcing their seasonal thankfulness for all the big “Fs”: Family. Friends. Freedom. FOOD.
And I respect that. I’m right there with you! But tonight on my drive home, I saw something so unimportant but fantastic that it made me stop and think: most of the things that make me smile, shake me up, and keep me going are the tiny offshoots of the Big Fs. I’m grateful for food, of course, and for the whole complex arrangement that allows me to have enough of it. But honestly, day-to-day, I don’t think about all that. About once a week, when I’ve had a rough day and need a pick-me-up, I go to the Cook Out drive through and order a single corn dog with mustard, and that makes me exceedingly happy. Not Food generally, but Corn Dogs specifically. So this year, I’m devoting my Thanksgiving gratefulness to the minutiae of daily life that never fail to make me smile:
1. Tonight, it was a girl singing in the car behind me while we were stuck in traffic. She was wailing, I could tell. There were dramatic hand gestures and sweeps of her arms, and her eyes grew wide and then shut with intensity. I fell instantly in love with her. I have no idea what song she was belting, but I watched her in my rear view mirror for about three minutes, and was so grateful for her car being behind mine. My drive home is usually an hour of miserable stop-and-go, so this girl, and the times there’s a cute dog in the next car, or kids pulling faces from a back seat… it all brings a little humanity back to my commute.
2. Another thing: my friend Jess’ uncanny ability to match the perfect song and video to my mood at any point in time. Have y’all heard/seen this? SYNCHRONIZED SLEEP DANCING.
3. Two words: Chewy caramels. Anytime, anywhere.
4. Having this fuzzy thing wake me up every morning by nosing my cheek and then looking soulfully into my eyes while wagging her tail furiously.
5. Catching my reflection in a random pane of glass and thinking “Damn, she’s cute,” for a whole half-second before realizing I’m looking at myself.
6. Hot drinks when it’s cold. Blankets when it’s cold. A fire when it’s cold. Really, anything that ever fought off my least favorite physical sensation.
7. Finding pants that fit. (Where are my girls with the bubble butts? Can we share some appreciation for finding jeans that avoid the waist gap? It’s a rare and beautiful thing.)
8. Secretly overhearing something amazingly inappropriate and hilarious, like my co-worker describing her horrific flatulence to her partner over the phone: “I don’t know, honey, but it smells half like apple cider vinegar and half like a deer that died in the woods…”
9. When my friends have strange fascinations I could never focus enough to reproduce… but I don’t have to, because they document everything about their obsessions and I get to live vicariously. Yes, Kate, I’m talking about you and your ridiculously fun nail art.
So, that’s it. A simple post for simple things that make me glad to be part of the world. What about y’all? What minutiae are you thankful for?