Happy Birthday to Me
7.22.10 § 12 Comments
Today marks the twenty-third anniversary of my arrival on this earth. I don’t have a recipe to share this morning, but I thought I’d post anyway. The idea was inspired by this quote, which comes from a greeting card and also goes a long way in summing up who I am:
“She said she usually cried at least once each day not because she was sad, but because the world was so beautiful and life was so short.”
So, for my birthday, I’d like to share a short list. Twenty three things that I’m thankful for and that, in the rush of everyday life, I often take for granted.
Fried okra. Fresh peaches. My grandmother’s favorite coffee mug. Well-worn cookbooks. Coffee ice cream with strawberries and kahlua. Cast iron skillets. The sound of a coffee bean grinder. Eating key lime pie straight from the fridge. Red wine. Bacon. Bowls of fresh cherries. Squeezing lime over avocado halves and scooping the avocado out with tortilla chips. My favorite spatula. Cooking for other people. Tomatoes. The way my hands smell after peeling an orange. Breakfast. Cornbread. Washing fresh greens from the farmers’ market. French fries. Gourmet magazine (sniffle). The sound of ice clinking in a glass. Birthday cake.
What are the little things you’re most thankful for?