Kats (wildrider) wrote,

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Why I'm Thankful

Things I Am Thankful For:

Important Things:
My wife. She puts up with so much from me, and still somehow manages to see me as terrific, which is desperately wonderful, and makes for a terrific life.

My family. I have the best Mom in the world, and at 78 she’s showing only marginal signs of slowing down at all. I have a wonderfully supportive and loving mother-in-law. I have recently discovered my older half-brother, his wife, his son (my nephew!), daughter-in-law, and grandson (my great-nephew!), as well as the son from the daughter-in-law’s first marriage. So, wow.

My home. Barb and I bought this place back in 1988 with a down payment provided by the insurance settlement from the accident Dad was in. We’ve done a lot of improvements, but on the whole, problems with it aside (on a corner, across from a condo complex, extremely weird remodeling done before we bought it, etc.), it’s been a grand home.

My job. First, of course, to have a job right now, I know is something to be thankful for enough; however, I actually LIKE my job, even when there are times (like now) when The Corporate Mindset is making things annoying. (Efficiency management! People who don’t actually do the job come up with Ways to Make Your Job Better! Faster! Smarter! Time Management! Work Smarter, Not Harder! Pointy-Haired Bosses in Action!) On the whole, I find my job pretty endlessly interesting, often challenging, and it does me the favor of staying at work when I leave it and come home.

My health. I’m starting to have those annoying little pains which are telling me I’m nearly fifty, but on the whole, I am in excellent health. I have low-to-normal blood pressure, my weight is still too high but it’s nowhere near obese, I don’t work out like I used to, but I get some exercise.

Less Important, But Nonetheless Am Thankful For Anyway:

Good television: I am a great, big, gigantic television junkie. And when there are good shows which entertain me, I am happy. Right now there’s Person of Interest, Sleepy Hollow, The Blacklist, The Big Bang Theory, Criminal Minds, and a little handful of lesser but still fun and enjoyable shows I watch on a regular basis. I’ve been very, very happy with the final season of How I Met Your Mother, which reminds me anew why I loved the show in the first place (yes, it had gotten a little tedious – but this season has been really fun).

Doctor Who: I am thankful that Russell T. Davies brought it back so I could re-discover it and finally find the Whovian who’d been lurking in the back of my mind. But I’m even more thankful to Steven Moffatt for bringing back The DOCTOR. I have been pondering it a lot in the last few days since Day of the Doctor, and reading Barb’s excellent post on it, and have finally settled in my mind what Davies did and what he appeared to have wanted. He had a story in his head about a massively powerful character with a Dark and Tragic Past learning to deal with it and never quite being able to. It was dark, and grim, and fatalistic. And it was likely a brilliant story – but he grabbed a crowbar and crammed it into the Doctor Who universe. Frankly, it never belonged there. Doctor Who is, and brace yourselves for this, A KIDDIE SHOW. Sure, it appeals to adults and always did, but at heart, it’s a KID’S SHOW. It should have never been dark, grim, and fatalistic. Yes, bad things often happened to the Doctor and those around him – but there was always hope, and the Doctor himself always chose the path of right. He always found a way, or tried desperately to get others to choose that, as well. In the darkest episodes, the Doctor was usually found warning people they were about to go over the cliff. Sometimes he was able to stop them; sometimes he was not. (Horror at Fang Rock comes to mind.) But Moffat, for all the complaints about him (and he hasn’t been perfect, but no writer is), understood that. The Doctor is not a Fatalist Dystopian figure of lore. He’s a kid’s hero. Moffat simply could not reconcile the Doctor he understood as a man who would choose to kill billions of children. So he did what the Doctor should always do: Found that third way, and saved the children.

Davies is a fine writer of dark, grim, fatalistic things. But as I said with Torchwood a while back, it doesn’t belong in the Doctor Who universe. The Doctor Who universe has Hope in it – and I am thankful that Moffat has given us back the Doctor who hopes. I just wish Matt Smith was sticking around for more of it… but I am looking forward to seeing what Capaldi does with the character.

And I’m thankful we found out about the cinema showing in time to go on Monday night, to sit in a theatre full of families (including the 8-to-10-year-old who I sat next to, listening to him explain Doctor Who to his patient, non-Whovian father) and re-watch Day of the Doctor in 12-D (3D, Doctor). Amidst all the other Whovians and kids, listening to the laughter and the cheers and applause at the end, that was cool. Like bow ties.

I’m thankful for cats and dogs living together.
I’m thankful for the Macy’s parade.
I’m thankful for turkey.
I’m thankful for fudge (which I just made).
I’m thankful for good food, good friends, a warm and lovely day, the morning walk, little parrots in the park, and hats.

I'm also thankful I finished my NaNo. (Well, I have a few more sentences, but it's over 50,000. I have my winner's badge.
Tags: doctor who, thanksgiving
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