was yesterday. I awoke to my husband banging around in the kitchen cooking me breakfast. You have no idea how sweet a sound it was to hear the banging of pots, and dropping of things. Since Amanda left no body ever cooks for me anymore. (Awww! that is so sad) It was a non momentous day, which at my age of 41 is a blessing. We ended the evening with a beautiful sunset motorcycle ride through farm country.
Last year for my birthday I got glasses from the Lord, this year I told him I would like to keep everything I got going for me, but I guess that may have been crossing the line, cause when I sneezed 3 times in a row something happened that shouldn't of happened, ahem! That motivated me to exercise, you remember the exercise they told you to do after having a baby, yea that one.
Ashley is visiting from Brazil, and we are both using up our words for the year. We talk and talk and I still have things I want to talk about. It is nice to have her perspective on raising girls and parenting in general, because she is so much of a nicer person than I. She is even blond and fair skinned (angel), where as I am dark and carry a little pitched fork.
My gratefulness list is coming along a lot better than before, and I have actually found that looking for the gifts of the days has made my days so much better, even when something unpleasant happens. I feel like I have such a better handle on my emotions as well.
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I will FedEx you the "active adults" depends undergarments as a belated birthday!
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