the gregarious homebody


Monday, December 21, 2009

I Make My Own Rules

I know the traditional time to count one's blessings is Thanksgiving and I like Thanksgiving because of that (and the pie), but I think the end of the year is a good time too.  And a weird side effect of running for me is that, even though I hate almost every second of the actual running, I also think lots of happy thoughts while I'm doing it.  Weird.

So anyway, these are some of the things I was thinking this week while my thighs were threatening to burn a hole in my under armour pants and my chest was heaving (and not in a good way):

I am thankful for:

my husband

Yes, that's him. 
And if you know me well, you know I started dating him in spite of
his propensity for face-painting.
In spite of the many ways in which he makes me INSANE,
I can't imagine my life without him. 
He will drive me crazy until the day I die.

That's my version of a love note.

and,

these two

He mumbles and occasionally smells like something
that would be at home on a French cheese plate.
He drives me insane because we seem to speak different languages right now.
And he should be speaking MINE.

She is growing up too fast and wants to bend every rule I make.
She drives me insane because it's like living with Sybil. 
I never know who is coming down the stairs in the morning.

But they remind me every day of the value of patience.
And that a hug or a kind word not asked for is the greatest gift.

and,


alcohol
kidding!  This photo represents

My friends

I think one of my favorite parts of having a party is when HH and I
break it down after everyone's gone.
How all our friends are just such awesome people.
How cool it is that everyone comes from such different
areas of our life but seem to blend seamlessly.

How lucky we are to know them and count them as family.
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Now, since blogger is taking an irritatingly long time loading pictures,
here's a probably-incomplete list of other things I feel grateful for,
in no certain order. 

1. Netflix --I know this is shallow and materialistic, but it represents HH having a JOB.  And there are few things that give me a day-to-day thrill as seeing one of those red envelopes in my mailbox. Will it be a French film I can't get at Blockbuster?  Will it be another Buffy episode???
2. Movies--See above.  I luuurve movies.  I love being transported.  And I have no snobbery.  I enjoy a good zombie movie as much as a documentary (who am I kidding?  maybe more).
3. An occasional rainy day off in which I feel no guilt about lying around reading a book.
4. School--I love it.  Even the homework. I know it's sadly cliche of me as a "nontraditional student."  But it just feels good to be where I am right now and I can't believe I've done it.
5. My home--Even though it doesn't measure up in the decorating department to some of the homes I see on all the blogs I follow, it is cozy and very "me."  I like my stuff.  I like to be here.  In fact, I'd rather be here than most places.  How lucky is that?
6. The furry children--I just threw up in my mouth a little, writing that.  I am NOT one of those people who sees her pets as furry people.  A dog is a DOG.  BUT, how great is that I can leave a room for 5 minutes and be greeted when I go back in like I've been gone FOR YEARS, over and over again?  They're dim but so lovable and they never tell me I'm UNFAIR or ask anything of me but the occasional rub between the ears.  Nice.
7. The nephews--I don't see them enough but when I do, they make up for it.
8. Food in the fridge and the time to make it for my family.  I know it sounds trite, but I get such a great feeling from baking my own bread or making homemade soup or something else homey for my family.  It gives me a ridiculous amount of pleasure when I can take my time doing it.
9. Flannel sheets-- I love bed.
10. Memories--Some of them are pretty sucky, but the ones that aren't are so wonderful. 

What are you cherishing?


7 comments:

The Handsome Husband said...

I cherish my wife writing her blog because it lets her say things that may not be expressed in our everyday lives. I love that about her. (even if I annoy the crap out of her sometimes-facepaint and all)

BevB said...

Though I would willingly forego some of the sucky memories, they make the sweet ones even sweeter.

Patricia said...

I am thankful for tons of things but right now I'm grateful for the gift of LONGtime friends...friends that have seen me at my worst and my best and with whom I am so comfortable that we pick up right where we left off in conversation when we see each other even when it's been months. I'm happy to be part of their lives and see their successes.

jen said...

****SMOOOOOOOOCH****

Miss Bianca said...

I cherish much the same things you cherish. It must be why we're friends.

adozeneggs said...

Right now I'm cherishing the fact that my incredibly rude, un-gracious, and annoying house guests are finally fucking GONE!
Loving the silence of the house, not having to worry about entertaining the un-entertainable, and being alone with Dave and the animals.
That's what I'm cherishing.

jen said...

Oooh, Laura. There is a BIG story there. AND I WANNA HEAR IT.

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