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thanksgiving
How To Be Thankful
Lissa Rankin, November 23, 2011
Thanksgiving can be a tough time for people. I lost my father almost six years ago, and his birthday often falls on Thanksgiving (this year it’s the day before), so I always miss the way he’d finagle my leftover turkey sandwich out of my hot, little hands and into his. Many of you miss loved ones on Thanksgiving - or the holiday reminds you of the person who abandoned you - or the husband that betrayed you - or the perfect mother you never had. It’s easy to let Thanksgiving devolve into a pityfest.
Read More...No More Stuff - Give Experiences Instead
Lissa Rankin, November 28, 2010
Buy this. 25% off. Spend that. Discount this. You need that. Buy 2, get 1 free. Free shipping today only. Expires tonight. Don’t miss out. Get more stuff. And more stuff. And even more extra-glittery brand new plastic stuff.
Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! I can’t stand it!
Read More...Pink Thanksgiving: Make Gratitude A Daily Practice
Lissa Rankin, November 24, 2010
Today is Thanksgiving, and we’re supposed to feel grateful on this day, which always kind of bugs me. With 365 days in the year, why point out one day during which we’re supposed to give thanks?
Don’t get me wrong. Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. Feasting, family, gratitude, pie crust with those cinnamon sprinkles? Bring it. And sure, going around the Thanksgiving table to listen to everyone express out loud what they’re grateful for warms my heart.
But it doesn’t feel like enough.
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Confession: I’m Addicted To Gratitude
Lauren Nagel, November 23, 2010
I’ve always been a please and thank you kinda gal. I’ll interrupt the dinner conversation to genuinely thank the busser for refilling my water glass, and make eye contact when expressing gratitude that a stranger held the elevator for me. But I’ve never been one to truly examine what I’m grateful for in my, you know, life. In fact, I kind of have an upchuck reaction when I hear things like “gratitude journal” or “gratitude practice” – it puts the woo in woo-woo, and the rebellious teenager in me wants to roll my eyes and scoff. Psh, whatevs.
But I come to you today a fully blown convert. A changed woman. Two woos just aren’t enough – my life calls for woo cubed. And what better week than that of Thanksgiving to finally own this facet of my life?
My name is Lauren Nagel, and I’m a gratitude-a-holic.
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A Legacy of Strength: Why I’m Grateful for the Sage
Jennifer Shelton, November 22, 2010
This picture, featuring four generations of my maternal side, was taken in 1944. My mom is the little one up front.
When I think of Thanksgiving, I think of my family’s dressing (known as “stuffing” in other parts of the country). The family dressing recipe comes from my maternal side and has been passed down for I don’t know how many generations. My maternal great-grandmother was 96 when she died and she was making that dressing until the last couple years of her life, when she lost her eyesight. My grandmother is now 90, and she still makes it. My mother makes it. My sister makes it. I’ve made it many times over the past few months. (I can make a whole meal off of it!)
Read More...Roundtable: How To Bring Mojo To Thanksgiving
Lauren Nagel, November 21, 2010
We know that sometimes the holidays are anything but jolly, but we believe you can get your mojo on, stay grounded, and actually enjoy the festivities. Thanksgiving is first up this week - check out what Owning Pink has to say about rocking your mojo through turkey day!
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Celebrating Food and Family
Kimberly Wencl, June 24, 2010
I love that I now have the time and desire to read more. I just finished reading the book Spoon Fed written by Kim Severson, Food Editor at the New York Times.
Read More...Pat Yourself On The Back For a Job Well Done
Lissa Rankin, December 8, 2009
I just met two deadlines for two books in one week. The manuscript for What’s Up Down There?
Being Grateful For The Simple Pleasures
Lissa Rankin, November 25, 2009
I’m in Ohio with my family to celebrate Thanksgiving this week. It's tempting to feel grumpy, after the way we arrived here. My last dozen trips to visit family resulted in 24-hour disasters of delays, cancellations, and sleeping on smelly carpets on the floors of O'Hare Airport. I swore off going home to be with family- until this year.
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