I’m not big on the whole “what I’m thankful for” type posts any more than I am on making New Years Resolutions. That’s not to say I’m not thankful nor is it to say I don’t keep some resolutions tucked away in the little nooks and crannies of my mind.
Today, though, I am SO thankful. And grateful. But, I’m still not going to do New Years Resolutions when the time of year comes along.
Yes, I’m thankful for many things. I’m thankful to have a husband that puts up with all my “things”. I’m thankful for my children. And my home. And my menagerie of pets. And my health. And blah. Blah. Blah.
Today, especially, I’m thankful that someone was looking out for us last night. And if you’ve been reading me long enough, you know that when I say “someone”, it’s with dubious amounts of belief when I talk about G-D.
But, I gotta tell you, sometimes I’m proven wrong on being doubtful.
Last night, much like any other night, I made dinner. It was good, thanks for asking.
Last night, much like any other night, no one cleaned up after dinner. Not good.
Not good because, a BIG pot of noodles were left on the stove, along with a black, plastic spoon.
Not good because, while we were sleeping, a BIG dog decided to make a midnight snack of those noodles in the big pan.
And…the spoon was knocked onto another burner which, in the feasting of the canine, had been turned on.
During the night, and G-D knows when, a black plastic stirring spoon was cooking on HIGH on our burner. All night long.
My husband woke me up this morning to tell me that something was going on, everyone was blowing black soot and dried blood from their noses.
And that was the last I heard, he left for work and the kids left for school…well, the ones that had school today.
When I came downstairs, I found the entire house coated in a layer of black soot. It was everywhere. Upstairs, main floor, counters, floor…every surface of the house had a thin black layer of something.
I noticed the spoon, minus the entire handle, sitting on the counter in the kitchen. And I called my husband, wondering if he knew what the heck was going on.
He told me that my oldest son had come downstairs to make coffee before school and found the stove on, the spoon melting on the stove and this black ash everywhere.
I started thinking…no…obsessing…about this.
We were so lucky.
Last night, the burning, melting, ash dispensing spoon just caused black snot and black tinged skin along with a very messy house.
We are so lucky.
I am SO thankful today.
And to whomever or whatever was watching out for this family last night…