HAPPY NEW YEARS EVERYONE!
As we close out another year, the end of our men, the not-so end of the world (nice try Mayans) and begin to wrap things up (so to speak) I wanted to take a teeny bit of creative liberty and discuss an ongoing New Years theme.
Specifically, Terry Bradshaw’s 32-pound touchdown! ((high five)) …that was me virtually high fiving every one of you. Just kidding.
As awesome as losing weight and feeling great is, that’s not what I want to write about.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve always enjoyed looking back at the year behind us (heh immature chuckle), and remembering the good, the bad, and the ugly. This year was different though. There was a common trend in every memory, which is not normal, at least not normal for me. Every memory, I found myself thankful.
Things I’m thankful for:
I’m thankful for faith.
I’m thankful for freedom of speech. I wouldn’t be able to write this if it weren’t for that.
I’m thankful for my incredible family.
I’m thankful for Caroline’s decision to go to MSU.
I’m thankful for Hannah’s decision to relocate to Wichita Falls after college.
I’m thankful for my parents picking up their life in Tyler and moving to Wichita Falls.
I’m thankful for Wichita Falls (seems like a trend…)
I’m thankful for a fun little place called Whiskeyta in Wichita Falls.
I’m thankful for Hannah making me go to Whiskeyta October 27th.
I’m thankful for Grace Church.
I’m thankful that I have been able to constantly work in the industry I love.
I’m thankful I went to college (something I never expected to say).
I’m thankful for friendships.
I’m thankful for my mentor, Tom Copeland.
I’m thankful the Mayans were wrong.
I’m thankful that “my plans” were not His plans.
I’m thankful for freedom of religion.
I’m thankful for free will.
I’m thankful that prayer works!
I’m thankful for an excellent pilot that didn’t kill me when we went flying.
I’m thankful for grilled cheese.
I’m thankful for good conversations and great wine.
I’m thankful for those who challenge me and don’t tell me exactly what I want to hear.
I’m thankful for Christmas decorations and advent calendars.
I’m thankful for sweat pants.
I’m thankful for a boy named Sean.
I’m thankful for CrossFit.
I’m thankful for my sweet parents.
I’m thankful that I got to celebrate their 26th anniversary with them this year.
I’m thankful for my wonderful Daddy.
I’m thankful for my mom, who is my rock.
I’m thankful that my sisters are my best friends.
I’m thankful for Hannah constantly making me laugh.
I’m thankful for Caroline’s genuine sincerity that’s there when I always need it.
I’m thankful that I got to stand next to my baby sister as she married her best friend, Blake.
I’m thankful for getting a brother this year. And not just any brother, the best brother, ever!
I’m thankful for Blake Stephen Boyd.
I’m thankful that Blake has shown me what I deserve in a man.
I’m thankful for the way he looks at Caroline.
I’m thankful that he loves the Lord more than he loves her.
I’m thankful for the hope he gave me that good guys still exist.
I’m thankful for the Conan’s, Donnie’s, Ed’s, Harry’s, Steve’s, Hank’s, Kyle’s and Paul’s.
I’m thankful for their quick appearance, and disappearance, in my life.
**I DO NOT HATE MEN. I DO NOT HATE MEN. I DO NOT HATE MEN. I DO NOT HATE MEN. I FREAKING ADORE THEM. A LOT.**
As thankful as I am for Paul and his adorably patronizing ways, I wanted to group all the bro’s together and talk about why it’s okay for us to be thankful for jerks.
I’m sure you are probably wondering why in the heck would she be thankful for those jerks, but if it weren’t for them, I would have nothing to write about! And neither would Taylor Swift. And then you wouldn’t be able to go talk to your friends, talk to my friends, then talk to me and explain why you’re never, ever, ever, getting back together.
We can, and should, be thankful for jerks.
Here’s the thing, I’m thankful for what they have taught me, just by being in my life. I mean, I don’t love being treated like crap, or tricked into thinking they really having feelings for me so they can have their way with me, but I’m thankful for what I’ve learned. Making a little bit more sense now?
We all know to…
- Be smarter than their smooth words.
- Don’t let them walk all over you.
- Just because they’re smokin’ hott, doesn’t mean take off your top (uh thank you)
- “Self-control, self-control, self-control”.
- Respect yourself.
- Remember your morals.
…and you will be fine. But, if we are honest, when you’re in that situation, those lessons are hard to remember.
I’ll be the first to tell you, I am a sucker for smooth words (example: Donald) and smokin’ hott looks (remember Hank) but I had to remember, these guys weren’t for me. To tell you the truth, it’s so much easier said than done. As funny as those situations are now, they kind of suck in the moment. Not only do you feel kind of silly, it’s a little embarrassing when you realize they didn’t want me for me, they just wanted to hop on the good foot and do the bad thing.
Yet, I’m still thankful for them. As much as we like to think these bro’s just magically appear out of thin air, they don’t. They’re all around us. I’ve come to learn that these men are a product of the things around them. If you look back at my previous posts, you can see it. Still, I’m thankful for…
- Conan’s tenacity: “Cuz “bein’ with Co-nan is like bein’ with no man’…I made that up and I didn’t even go to college.“
- Donald’s WHEN-WHEN ultimatium: Girl: When are you going to call? Donald: When you start putting out.”
- Ed’s confidence: “Are you afraid one night with me will irreparably damage you? I have great references, if that would make you feel better.”
- Harry’s endless supply of useless information: “Like Cher said, “You can wait for the right man to come along, but in the meantime you can have a wonderful time with all the wrong ones.”
- Steve’s diagnosis: “Yes. In my professional opinion, I believe you are phallophobic—you’re afraid of the penis.”
- Hank’s spiritual guidance: “Jordan, the Holy Spirit told me that we could go ahead and have sex, now that the truth has been revealed! Hallelujah, Hallelujah!”
- Kyle’s pep talk: “So, what do you say we let this panther out and score one for the home team?”
As thankful as I am for these guys, I also feel very sorry for them. I feel like they are blinded by their own egos, living without realizing the importance of a relationship that goes deeper (so to speak) than the surface. They go through life believing, the only things that matters in life are sex, power, adoration, wealth and status. Women are a game, and the highest number wins.
Still I’m thankful.
As thankful as I am for those jerks, I am insanely thankful, and grateful for all the good guys still out there. And ladies, they are out there. And when you find them, they will exceed every expectation you have ever imagined. And may even have red hair.
Being patient is rough, but trust me, it is so worth it.
"Be thankful in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you who belong to Christ Jesus." -1 Thessalonians 5:18