First of all, HAPPY BLOG-IVERSARY. It was one year ago today that Beth FS and I sat in the office at my house and started the blog we had talked about for ages. It was really fun to get it started. It is something I enjoy thoroughly when I am able to set the time aside.
So, my dad is one of the most generous people I know. No, he *is* the most generous person I know. He is generous with his time, his money, and his thoughts. He has always spoiled me, and when I am showering him with thanks, he always says to me, “You’re lucky of one thing.”
Or when I may or may not have overdrafted my bank account in college repeatedly, he would say to me, as he deposited money, “You’re lucky of one thing.”
Or when I am 37 years old, (working at a job I dearly love, but doesn’t quite pay a bunch,) and I am going on vacation, and he drops by my house the day before to give me a little spending money, he says, “You’re lucky of one thing…”
Well, as you can probably guess, that one thing is that he loves me.
And I do have a point for this story. I promise.
Let’s talk about my dear dog, Sammy.
Thursday, I took her to get her teeth cleaned at the vet. $250.
Friday, I took her to get groomed. $50.
And today, back to the vet for allergy induced itching. $79.
When we get home, I look at her, and instead of freaking out about the money that we can’t at all afford, I think to myself….
“She’s lucky of one thing…”