Things I'm thankful for
In the spirit of Thanksgiving, I would like to pay tribute to each member of my family for doing such a bang-up job of entertaining me and making me weird. Here is what I'd like to thank them for:
Mom: Thanks to you, I know that winning (or at least finishing) really is everything. If it weren't for you, I'd still be 100 feet in front of the finish line at the Pioneer Day race. And you weren't even ashamed to have a daughter that didn't think she could finish a 5k. Maybe your athletic genes may not have been passed on to me, but that drive did transfer over to spelling and Spanish. Where would I be if I didn't know how to spell otorrinolaringologo?
Dad: I have you to thank for my impressive sense of fashion. You have more purses than I do, and nicer ones, too. You taught me that dark shirts look good on us because we have light hair. No one else can say that their dad wears Sean John suits with black shiny shirts and looks good in them.
Bethany: I'm thankful for you because you humble me. Anytime I think I'm pretty cool, all I have to do is look at you and I know I have a long way to go before I'll be perfect. I used to think that all married people were boring but you proved me wrong. You are the official source of advice in our family because everyone trusts your opinion. Even mom listens to you. And I copied your kayaking hobby-- that should show you how much I want to be you.
Brother: If it weren't for you, I'd be a girl. Well, at least a really girly one. You taught me to whistle to songs, burp really loudly, and make fun of mom. You are so fun to play Chinese Checkers with, especially when you won't let me go to bed until you've beat me at least once, because I'm just that good. You also taught me cool ways to jump off rope swings on the Guadalupe. Good times.
Poodle: We are kindred spirits. I'm so glad I'm not the only shady person in the family. Life would be no fun if people didn't think I had a twin. You introduced me to blogging and speed scrabble, although you're still the best at both of those. I can always turn to you for advice on how to be pretty, for which I am very grateful. You're the golden standard for the perfect career, because who doesn't want to spend all day getting hit on by teenage boys?
Fernash: You are my voice. Thanks to you, people actually know things about me, including at exactly what time I get home every night and what boy I was with is and what he looks like and how long I've known him. You even tell people things I don't know, like how long my relationship will last and why I'm being so shady today. I probably wouldn't get called if it weren't for you, either, because you've given out my number to more people than I have.
Bexar: I'm thankful for you because you went to high school with me and actually got along with me. While siblings in other families were having feuds, we went on drives, ate lunch together, and actually told each other things. We were friends even on my most hormonal days. Because of that, I still call you every time I meet a cute boy. You made my freshman year fun.
