Who's A Happy-ass?

It must be the time of year, or perhaps not being employed, I have way too much time to reflect! :-) In the past week, I have had conversations with my sisters and dear friends, and the commonality of the conversations has been that I always seem to be happy. Given that, I am aware that my "perkiness" can wear on one's last nerve, but to no avail have been able to change this defect? of mine. However, this does not by any means put me above getting angry, depressed, sad, self-righteous, insecure, or any other normal human emotions. The way I look at it is that no matter how I feel or what I'm going through in life that may be tough, there is always someone who is worse off than me. So why mope around about my piddly problems? No one likes to be around a losery sad sack...especially me. I have had my share of feeling sorry for myself and feeling that life had dealt me a bad hand. Better a bad hand than no hand at all, right? I guess my point is that if I want to be happy in life, I need to do the right things and get busy living life. I've learned that if I don't take risks, nothing is ever gained or lost. How can I be grateful if I don't experience either?
This Thanksgiving season, I am most thankful for the life that God has given me as it is a good life. I am thankful for the family that still invites me in and lovingly tolerates me. For the friends who see every single defect of character I have, but love me anyway. And for my critters who remind me to spend my time with God.