Random Act of Columbus

I find myself being overly thankful during the holidays; for example, around Thanksgiving, I often reflect on all the wonderful things that I have been blessed with in life.  At Christmas, I am lucky to be surrounded by numerous people that see the abundance they have in their lives and often send money, time, or just prayers to those less fortunate. Easter, Labor Day, Memorial Day--they all get some type of celebration that encourages reflection and appreciation. Did I miss your favorite holiday? Feel free to share this link on Facebook and Twitter and bash me...

So, what can we reflect upon for Columbus Day?  "Hey dude.  Thanks for being batsh*tcrazy and going against EVERYTHING that everyone said to explore and "find" the New World. #theonlythingflatisthequeenschest" (FYI: How does it feel to be number 2, Chris?? Leif Ericson went in the 11th century. Where's his holiday?)

I digress. Some of us can be thankful for the fact that they have an extra day off to recuperate after watching football and drinking copious amounts of grain-derived beverages. Not me though...  "My football team is playing so well that I don't need to drink away my sorrows," said no Buffalo Bills fan since 1992.  #gobills #wheresmybeer

I addressed the need for us to be more mindful of Mr. Columbus' holiday in my last post, and suggested the idea of a gift exchange to help us celebrate Columbus Day.  And guess what?  Two LOVELY ladies thought that instead of a gift exchange, we should consider completing a Random Act of KindColumbus.  I think this is fabulous idea, especially because I was the first receiver of the Random Act of Columbus.  #grateful #maryandkristintotallygetme

They bought me the plate!!!! The one that I wanted more than any kitchenware EVER!

Now this is where it gets funny.  My naive 7 year old watched me open the present (which was so beautifully wrapped... thanks, #parkleigh).  He can read, so I QUICK covered up the bottom of the plate so it only read "Here's your snack". I covered the word dumba$$ quicker than a dog covers their poo in the yard.  Anyway, I FREAKED OUT and may have giggled like a high Amanda Bynes with one shoe on in Bloomingdales (google that one).  I even hopped and squealed (think Wilbur from Charlotte's Web). The dog barked, probably thinking I was experiencing a medical emergency.  It was, perhaps, the best gift I have ever received in the 32 years of my life, including the vehicle for my 16th birthday (sorry mom and dad) and my engagement ring (and #hewenttoJared). And because of my reaction, my little man REALLY wanted to celebrate with me. With a smile, he announced:

"Mom! This is the perfect plate to use for Santa!"

Yes, little man. It certainly is.  #daddyhasSantadutiesthisyear #effdis12-24-14

He is pretty funny! Someone get that kid a blog....oh wait.  We did.