Confession – I’m horrible at thank you’s.

[hand to God]

Horrible.

I always want to say something special, something well-thought/well-crafted, something that shows the deep respect & care in return that was shown to me.

And I suck at it.

I wind-up hesitating because I tell myself, “give it a bit & it will come to you”.

But it never does.

And inevitably, time passes…MUCH too much time passes.

Then it becomes downright awkward & more embarrassing to say the simple ‘thank you’ that was really all that was needed to begin with and I wind up never saying it at all.

So! Now that I’ve confessed my procrastinating gratefulness sin, let me thank everyone at once in no particular order.

(And if I’ve accidentally missed someone, please forgive me! It’s not intentional – just headache induced amnesia.)

Thank you, Lisa
Ahh…Lisa. My Chica. My Best Friend. The friend that sends me bottles of BBQ sauce and boxes of Ding-Dongs and still loves me even though I didn’t get her birthday present in the mail on time. (Ok, at all - yet.) Oh, how I love you!

 

 

Thank you, Aunt Terri
You are my kick in the butt. My ever-smiling, ever-constant source of happiness. You fill the hole that was left in me almost ten years ago & for that I am ever grateful.

Thank you, H-Girl
While you don’t know it, I cannot thank you enough for being a “real” blogger. Your courage to write both the up’s & down’s of life makes me feel less weird for thinking I’m the only one who isn’t Miss Molly Sunshine 24/7. I just can’t do the dog & pony shows. That plus I want your life. Wanna trade?

 

 

Thank you, Cynthia
I don’t even begin to know where & how to thank you. You’ve become the biggest blessing of my life and for that you will always be in my heart.

Thank you, Val
I think you were my first non-family/non-friend commenter and believe me, you have NO IDEA how thankful I am that you’ve stuck around through all my rants & raves.

Thank you, Debbie
Thank you for keeping me in your thoughts & prayers. I remember being so thrilled to find another “Tex-Pat”…(Texan living outside the state). Someone who could relate to the indescribable nuances there are in life away from home.

Thank you, Gen
You always have such great things to share & make me feel like my little idiosyncrasies about life overseas aren’t just me. That other people have experienced this, too (ok, so maybe not the big, fat American bit).

Thank you, Sandra
I was SO disappointed to hear the run-around you’ve been getting about the medical position over here. And as much as I wish I could say I’m surprised, I’m not. It seems nothing here is simple & straight-forward…even a simple paperwork request for a second vehicle – which I’m sure Cynthia will tell you all about.

Thank you, OK Granny
I loved your posts about the winter weather. As corny as it sounds, seeing your shot of the weather man’s weekly forecast from the TV screen made it feel like home. We don’t get AFN at the house & I’ve come to find out that even if we did, we still wouldn’t get a traditional weather report. But isn’t that a funny thing to miss? A simple Al-Roker-esque update on whether or not I should dash to the commissary for milk & more dog food one more time before the weather dumps on us?

Thank you, Karen
You’ve been so great to keep reading through all my madness & have been very kind to put up with all my “hate the system” negativity.

So…knowing I’ve probably missed like another 10 people…but not remembering who, I’ll end this post with two things:

1) Got my MRI scheduled for Friday, March 5th and the Neurology consult for the 23rd. I figure if the Radiologist finds something big & scary in my head, he’ll be able to make the call to the Neurologist to get me in pronto.

2) Worst ‘thank you’ moment of my life was 2007.

I had employers who thought it only fitting & sentimental after a big corporate event to have everyone thank the person to their right…going around the whole room…whether you actually worked closely with that person or not.

And while I can’t remember exactly what I said (I had worked 120 hours in 7 days), I do remember coming to the realization a few days later that I had absolutely, positively said the wrong thing.

Somehow the phrase, “even though she had no experience at all” came in there somewhere. And ever since then I get completely humiliated even at just the thought of it.

So Camilia, if you ever happen to read this…please, please, PLEASE forgive me.