Thanks, and Giving, and Giving and Thanks

[crazydiamondsue]

A bit early but…

Canadians – you’ve already had yours. Brits – I know this must be a particularly annoying time of year for you. Had things gone a bit differently a couple of hundred years ago, James Marsters could have been your countryman. Those of you in island nations – um, Happy America’s Self-Gloating Holiday?



For That Which I Have Received, Let Me Be Truly Thankful

Real Life Thanks

elcazavampiros. I have the most amazing husband in the world. He shares my love of BtVS and AtS (although *cough* perhaps not to the same level of obsession.) He also does laundry, dishes, washes the dog, cleans the litterbox, makes me surprise icons, randomly decides to make Snickerdoodles, speaks 4 languages (to varying degrees of fluency) and that’s just sexy, is really tall, has a pretty singing voice, sings “Les Mis” while he’s doing dishes, watches “The Mountain” with me and when JM says “innit” like Spike – simultaneously repeats “innit” with me, will let me read aloud what I consider to be particularly stellar passages from my slash stories and (even while wincing at any mention of “lube” or “foreskin”) still manages a, “You’re very talented, honey.” Plus he’s been giving me the big one for the past 13 years.

My best friends Kathy and Michele who both support my writing endeavors and always support me. (And they’ll indulge the BtVS – although Kathy will get distracted by SG-1 and Michele will go on for hours about the hotness that is Bangel – bleah.)

My brother who loves me (and makes more $$$ than I ever will) who makes laugh, as well as surprising me with diamond jewelry on special (and not so special) occasions (even if some of it is kinda ghetto.)

My cats Daisy and Binkley and my dogs Max and Rascal.

I’m also thankful for: Taco Bell bean burritos with sour cream, broccoli, Ding Dongs, red v-neck sweaters, naturally curly hair that I don’t have to buzz cut ‘cause I’m a girl, Jon Stewart, theoretic democracy, William Shakespeare, Joss Whedon, gerbera daisies, big white construction paper snowflakes, monkey patterned sleepwear, Nick Brendon’s eyelashes, my laptop, black demi-cup bras, lip gloss, and 70s cartoons.

Excessive Fandom Love

My BF LJ: karabair, stoney321, adis723, and anelith who not only make my LJ time more entertaining, but I can also call them up and say, “What’re you doing? And wearing?” when I’m bored. (And mad props to karabair for siring me to LJ.)

spikendru who was the first mutual LJ friend I made. And she brought me paynbow. They make me laugh and want to move to Canada or other parts NE.

dovil who makes me laugh with every freakin’ post, recs me whenever she gets the chance, makes me wanna ride a motorcycle to NZ just to get drunk and check out her linen closet cum liquor cabinet. She’s the only person to whom I’ve ever fannishly prayed, “Please friend me!” And because she did, I got stoney321 and violethamster, who both make me grin.

darkhavens who encouraged me to post on bloodclaim which gave me a beta, a flist and a never ending source of awesome Spander. Plus she’s British and cool.

I'm thankful to tgray who makes my journal pretty and hot (as well as writing lovely things.)

My flist. From my first friends secondverse, tabaqui and ladycat777 through my newer and newest ones reremouse, _sharvie_, vampirefever, et al, I ♥ you all.
[ETA: I'm also thankful to ladycat777 because in exchange for popping a few commas into her class paper, she wrote me this beyond hot: Spander Party Story.]

Excessant and the Attic and everyone there, especially Lazuli, who is one of the main reasons SMCD made it beyond a chapter.

I wish I could send all of you a big ole bowl of my awesome cornbread dressing (or stuffing, as you Yankees insist on calling it) and a piece of my homemade chocolate pie. Since I can’t – have a big e-snog from me. I’m thankful for you and how great you’ve made the past 5 months.

Comments

[nashmaveric.livejournal.com]

::raises eyebrow at 'island nations':: I can't do that as well as Spike but hey, least I can do it! ::grin:: And awwwwww you have the bestest husband!

And also, oh my God you named it after the Johnny Cash song?! I thought that was a coincidence! ::starts singing:: On a Sunday morning sidewaaaaaaalk wishing Lord that I was stooooooned cause there's something in a Sundaaaaaay makes a body feel aloooone...

Man I love that song. ::sigh::

[nashmaveric.livejournal.com]

::comes back to finish the refrain:: Cause I get compulsive that way.

And there's nothing short of dyyyiiiing quite as lonesome as the souuuuuuuuuuuuund of a sleeepy city sideeewaaaaaaalk, Sunday morning coming dowwwwwwn.

'kay, I'm done now ::grin::

[crazydiamondsue.livejournal.com]

:::You knew who the island nation comment was for, right? And I guess technically, NZ as well...:::

But you weren't supposed to see this yet, cause I just realized that I forgot to say "And I'm grateful to nashmaveric for her cowboy prompt that caused my flist to double and online strangers to greet me with, Hey - you're the rodeo girl!" LOL.

I was trying to think of a title for it (at the time it was going to just be a ficlet with Spike and Xander meeting at the grave and talking about how Buffy's death had affected them. It, uh, grew.) and the phrase, "Morning's coming down" occurred to me and that made me think of Sunday Morning Coming Down which is just such a sad phrase (and song.) I actually put those lyrics you quoted above it when I gave it to Laz to archive at the Attic.

::Is thankful for Nash and her knowledge of Johnny Cash songs. Most people just know "Ring of Fire" and the cover of "Hurt."::