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Ten Things of Thankful: Short Week Edition

Photo: Roses and lavender grow in a bark-covered planting bed

Because I published my last TToT on Monday, this week has gone very quickly, but I'm sure I can still find ten things to list!

1. I'm thankful for eyeglasses. It had been 2 years since my last eye exam, and I thought maybe my prescription had changed a bit. I didn't wear glasses until after turning 40, and even then I just used readers for several years until finally getting tired of having to constantly take glasses on and off. Then I broke down and got progressives, with just a very tiny distance prescription in the lenses. Every couple of years, the prescription got a little stronger (both in distance and close-up). This week, although my astigmatism is worse and the close-up prescription got stronger (and the doctor said that was to be expected "at each birthday"--I haven't even had my birthday yet this year; he just didn't want to say "as you age.") my distance prescription was weaker! Woo-hoo! New glasses are ordered and I'm looking forward to seeing more clearly.

2. I'm thankful for exercise. After a couple of weeks off for various reasons, my neighbor and I are back in our walking and gym routine. Granted, that routine is going to be topsy-turvy for practically the rest of the year, but at least this week, we are enjoying working out together.

3. I'm thankful for the temple. Although John and I went to the Salt Lake Temple last week, we attended our local temple this week. No matter which temple we visit, we always come away feeling happy and peaceful.

4. I'm thankful for pears. We have a tree in our front yard that is loaded with fruit this year. I don't know if it was our pruning job, or all the springtime rain, or a combination of the two, but whatever it was, we have pears, and lots of them! Pears are a weird fruit because you have to pick them off the tree before they are ripe, store them in a cool place for a few days, then set them out to ripen at room temperature. Hopefully we'll get the timing right, and hopefully we have room in the fridge to store all the fruit.


Photo: Ready-to-harvest pears hang from the branches of a pear tree

5. I'm thankful the previous owners of our house left a working fridge in the garage. Guess what it is going to store for the next week?

6. I'm thankful for my roses. John worked very hard this spring to prepare the bed, and the roses have been thriving. They were small when we planted them, and I really wasn't expecting much visible growth this year, let alone blossoms, so I've been pleasantly surprised. The saying is: The first year they sleep; the second year they creep; the third year they leap! I can hardly wait to see how much they grow over the next two years!


Photo: Pink blossoms open on a Heritage rose bush

7. I'm thankful that this is the month that the next season of Relative Race begins. I know this is a double negative, but I haven't met anyone yet who doesn't love (or at least like) this show. If you have internet access, you can watch it online on byutv.org. I always end up rooting for all the teams, although this online quiz told me I belong on Team Black this season. 

8. I'm thankful for an upcoming trip to California. Youngest daughter and I are taking a road trip to the Happiest Place on Earth. 

9. I'm thankful for an upcoming trip to California. While I agreed (no arm-twisting required) to accompany my daughter, I did specify that we would also be visiting my middle daughter and my grandchildren. I can't wait to see them!

10. I'm thankful for John. I'm going to miss him next week, as he will be holding down the fort while I'm gone. I think we're both looking forward to the future, when he can retire and we will have more flexibility to travel together more often. 

What are you thankful for this week? Comment below, and feel free to link up your own TToT post!

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  1. I had to look up the Happiest Place on Earth LOL I have yet to make it to either Disney's, but hear it is fun. I hope you have a great time! I love roses! When we moved to Wilmington we eventually bought a house and I was determined to grow roses. A co-worker was my rose expert and with his advisement I selected just the right kinds of roses. There were 5 bushes and I named each of them. I also planted carnations. Those roses were all marked down bargain roses, figuring I didn't want to risk a lot of money in case they kicked. They were beautiful and had the sweetest scents, especially the lavendar colored roses. When we sold the house I wanted to dig up the roses, but of course I could not. I was so happy with them. I used to go out there every night after supper and tend to the roses. I think it helped me destress.

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    1. I love my rose garden, too, and put a lot of thought into the rose selection also. This house had lots of established plants (which I loved) but it is nice to be able to add my own touches--like the rose garden. We're actually having sprinklers put in this week on the more wild part of the backyard, so I'm looking forward to lots more plantings of "my-choice" plants. (I will have raspberries! :-) )

      As for Disney, because we lived in So. Cal. for so many years (back when annual passes were more affordable), we went to Disneyland frequently. If you ever have the chance to go, I'd be happy to give you pointers! (Or I might just use that as an excuse to go and play tour guide for you! :-))

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  2. Your pears and roses are looking so good! That is a great shot of the lavender and the roses.

    Thanks for the reminder of Relative Race starting up again.

    I got Team Black too. (I don't usually do those kind of tests, and some questions didn't have answers I preferred.)

    Have a great week!

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    1. Thanks. I hope the pears taste good, too! They are patiently waiting in the fridge for me until I return from CA.

      I'm not sure how accurate those quizzes are, but I have such a hard time picking a team to root for, I was happy for some guidance. (I'll still end up rooting for all of them, I'm sure!)

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  3. I thought the happiest place on earth was the pizza buffet? haha. Tell us more about this Relative Race show. I'm grateful for something very specific - the luggage aisle at Target. That's my part-time job, and the first thing I do when I go in is straighten this spot. It's usually a mess, so the finished product is something to take pride in, and I'm thankful for having that as a good start to a shift!

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    1. Relative Race is a show that follows four teams of two (siblings, couples, or parent/adult child) as each team races across the country finding relatives. Most teams have compelling stories (never knew birth dad, adopted, grew up in foster care, etc) and hope to learn more about their past. From the Relative Race home page: "In this race unlike any other, four teams take a 10-day journey across the country to discover new relatives and compete for a $50,000 grand prize. Using the contestant's DNA as a road map, this first-of-its-kind, genealogy-based reality show is all about meeting family, completing challenges, and racing against the clock!" I love the fact that although this is a competition, each team is truly happy for the others as they get to meet family members. Check out the episodes on byutv, or https://www.byutv.org/relativerace.

      As a Target shopper, I'm thankful for the associates who work hard to make sure the store is clean and organized! :-)

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  4. Pears! One of my childhood favorite canned-fruits! ('cause of the juice in said can)...
    I can identify with exercise and descreasingly-acute eye sight. I am grateful for the latter as it permits me to engage in the most effective (if not seasonal) exercise, clearing brush piles and otherwise landscaping the woods. (I have a fairly significant aversion to multi-legged lifeforms, 'the more the scarier') lol
    great photos and descriptions... need to work on my caption skills
    have a good week.

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    1. Canned pears are yummy. I'm planning on canning the pears when I get back from CA.
      I didn't realize that the clearing of the brush activity was to minimize hiding places for creepy-crawlies. I'm not too keen on spiders, either. Last year, after discovering a tarantula on my porch ceiling, I learned that fall is the season that the tarantulas come down from the mountains to find a mate. Fortunately the rest of the year my porch is tarantula-free!

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  5. What a wonderful list! I had no idea that pears were supposed to be picked ripe. No wonder I've had trouble when gathering pears from a tree at school. Your roses look fabulous. I also find a greater sense of peace and joy at church. Have an awesome time in sunny California! Are you going to DisneyLand?

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    1. Yes, if you wait until the pears are ripe on the tree, the middles are usually brown, mushy, and otherwise icky.
      Yes, in addition to seeing grandchildren, I will be going to Disneyland! :-)

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  6. Your roses are gorgeous! I love roses and have never tried to grow them. Probably that's because I hate gardening....
    I love fresh pears! The window for eating them is short, for me, because they get grainy, but when they are perfectly ripe, they are perfectly delicious!
    Disneyland >>> Disney World

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    1. I love roses and pears, too--and gardening! :-)
      I agree with your assessment on Disneyland. Even though I enjoyed Disney World, there is just something cozier and more familiar with Disneyland.

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