You know in the movie Elf when Buddy's in bed and he keeps calling for his father... "Dad?... Daaaaaaad?... Dad?" I keep hearing that (except for it's "Mom, of course)coming from a certain little girl's room. When I go to the door to see what she needs, do you know what she say's? "I can't sleep." "Try closing your mouth." "But, I don't know how to sleep." "Goodnight, Josie. I love you."
Life has been so busy and hectic lately. I look forward to monday's. Really, I do. The weekends don't seem to be for us anymore. Our weekends seem to be spent running around making other people happy. So, on monday's, when hubby doesn't have to be to work until evening, we enjoy family time and clean up the apartment. It's splendid. So, for today I'm kicking off my continued list of things to be thankful for with,
#43 Mondays!
#44 The fabulously huge thunderstorm we got this afternoon with some seriously much needed rain. Massive amounts of rain. It was good. Cleansing for the soul. After dinner we kept the candles lit (doesn't everyone light candles during thunderstorms?), turned off the lamps and all cuddled in our living room, facing the sliding glass door to watch and listen to the storm. Even the baby seemed to enjoy it. It was amazing to watch the sheets of rain dance across the parking lot. I loved it!
#45 My sore body. I'm starting to enjoy it. I caught myself thinking yesterday when I wasn't sore that something was missing. I enjoy working out. I'm sick. Sick, sick, sick. But soon I'll have a waistline again!
#46 Late afternoon naps. Also a wonderful part of Mondays. Yay!
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