In our home, love means being so comfortable with each other you can fall asleep in one big snuggly heap.
26 Jan 2013 1 Comment
08 Aug 2012 1 Comment
Today I am grateful for:
This truly crazy guy named Shaun T. For some reason when he says “Jump!” I actually want to. Yes, I know the “Insanity” workouts are … well, insane! … but they are also really well balanced and motivational. This dude has me stretching and toning and hopping all around the house. I’m even thinking about signing up for aerials class again, and that can only lead to more quirky happiness I think. See, it works like this– let me break it down for you in the style of a Direct TV cause-and-effect commercial: If I jump around with Shaun T, I get sweaty. If I get sweaty, I feel like an athlete. If I feel like an athlete, I take trapeze classes. If I take trapeze classes, I join the circus. If I join the circus, I become the lady in the impossibly glittery hottie outfit who trains the dogs. If I train the dogs, I make my girlfriend and her chihuahuas happy. If I make the chihuahuas happy, all. is. good. with. the. world! Conclusion: Insanity workouts lead to happy chihuahuas. Which brings me to my next point…
Aubrey’s dogs. I am so grateful for those furry little bedwarmers! They’re like two parts firecracker, two parts teddy bear, one part slobbery wet kisses and 100% enthusiasm! When I came home from seeing Alex last night, I was tense and a bit sad. We had a great visit, he was all smiles and jokes and calmness, but right before I left, a noise got the better of his sensory issues and he got agitated. I know he drifted off to sleep, but it’s always tough for me see him struggle. I thought to myself, “How do moms handle this stuff? Please, God, tell me again what I’m supposed to be doing.” Then after a ridiculously long car ride, I walked in my front door and was greeted with such fanfare there could have been a parade running through the kitchen! These little chihuahuas jumped so high I thought they’d actually make it to my shoulder without my picking them up! Plus, they brought me all their toys, and when I sat down I got a plethora of furry kisses like none other. I love the dogs. And they love me. Happy sigh.So what have we learned today?Jump around, kiss your dogs…And remember to name the things for which you’re grateful!