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Giving thanks isn’t so bad after all

FloodIlama photo Most days, we at the 51°µÍø are a cynical, skeptical, thankless bunch.

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Most days, we at the 51°µÍø are a cynical, skeptical, thankless bunch.

It’s a hard truth, but working at a newspaper will most certainly do that to you; working on a constant deadline, asking the tough questions and spending long hours fact checking can leave you hardened, grizzled and suspicious.

But this Thanksgiving, we’ve decided to kick the trend. We figure it’s high time we take a few moments and paragraphs to ruminate on the things that fill our cup and leave us feeling warm and fuzzy with gratitude.

Now, please, bear with us; we’re not good at this.

Nicole Veerman: I guess you could say I have simple needs because most days I’m just thankful to make enough money to buy beer and cheese.

But, if I had to dig deeper, I’d say I’m thankful for Charlie Finley’s green thumb, because without it, I wouldn’t have enormous turnips to whip up for my Thanksgiving feast on Sunday night.

And I’m also thankful for my wonderful boyfriend, who along with our amazing pals will be doing the actual whipping, roasting, chopping, boiling and preparing of our turkey dinner—you know, while I sit back and enjoy my hard-earned Lucky Lager and cheddar cubes.

Trevor Nichols: Being such a bitter reporter and emotionally stunted human, the idea of publicly giving thanks to anything makes me want to crawl under my desk and build a protective fort out of old newspapers and discarded staplers.

But deep-seeded emotional trauma aside, I am a lucky man: I have a spectacular girlfriend, work with a truly exceptional group of people and live in a town snuggled against the mountains. It’s a good life, and I’m blessed to have it.

Now no one come near me or I’ll bean you with a pen from my newspaper fort!

Courtenay Davidson: After living and working in the Blackberry-obsessed, pickup-truck-clogged city of Calgary, I’m thankful to live in a town where I can bike to work in five minutes.

It’s refreshing and invigorating to be surrounded by people that, while they’re motivated in their careers, still know how to enjoy life. And I’m grateful to have work in my field in such a great town.

Sure the cost of food is staggering, but if staying here means starving, count me in.

Oh, and I’m also jazzed to know a certain hot bodied plumber and to live so close to my sister, nephew and brother-in-law; they’re my favourite.

Matt Figueria: I am thankful to Trevor and Nicole for filling up so much room in this editorial with their clever witticisms. This puts less pressure on me. I also appreciate the following: family, Rebecca, friends, and Todd Berger the man-cat.

Well, Jasper, there you have it: we’re thankful, and stuff.

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