The holidays are always a fun time for all, including us. Though some of us (ahem–Catie) get a little extra stressed because they have to host. I get it. There’s a lot to do: plan, buy, cook, serve. Some like this, others want that, and throw allergies into the mix for an extra helping of awesomeness.
At any stage, mayhem and chaos can happen. But we do our best to stick to the plan, and at the end of it all, we’re doubly thankful for everything that goes right.
Speaking of being thankful, in our corner of the world, November is the month that everyone decides to share what they’re thankful for. I’m assuming that happens across the states, but you guys will have to let me know.
Also, yes, I’m one of those people. I like to think about everything I have that makes my world a little better, a little brighter.

I’m also the kind of person that loves having a Memory Jar. Have you heard of it? Our family has done this for a few years now, and we love it. Here’s how it goes: Each time something wonderful happens, write it down on a piece of paper and save it somewhere. (For you a-type people: It doesn’t have to be a “jar.” Any container that can hold a bunch of notes is fine.)
We’ve decided to read the notes on New Years Day. Isn’t this a great way to start the year? With memories of wonderful things that happened the year before? It’s our new tradition.
But you don’t have to wait for a specific day of the year. If you’re having a down day, feel free to go through it. I’m a firm believer in “what you think about, you bring about.” So, if you’re thinking of dark, gloomy crap, you’ll get more of that crap. If you’re thinking of rainbows, sunshine, and unicorns, you’ll get more of that crap, too. I don’t know about you, but I’d rather have happy-happy-joy-joy days over sobbing-into-a-pint-of-ice-cream days.
But hey, options. The choice is yours.
Not that you should ever deny your emotions. Face them, process them, then make yourself feel better.

Lena
I love the memory jar.
And yes, whatever state we choose to live in is a choice we make, over and over again. So Happy Dance Time!
WOOT
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