Friday, December 2, 2011


I'm really enjoying the sunshine lately.  

The kids took a fabulous morning nap.  So fabulous in fact, I was able to read every section in the paper.  Not just my normal, flip to the comics section.  That is usually the first priority when I have 
limited paper-reading time.  How about those 100mph winds yesterday, huh? Whew nelly! (That's the kind of thing us paper-readers say.)

I just made hummus.  With lots of garlic.  It just might be gone before lunch is over.

I went running in the 25 degree weather this morning with a friend.  She happens to be in the middle of her first chemo treatment.  Chemo be danged.  She wanted to run, so I happily and eagerly came along.

I just read this post, which tipped my already sparked Christmas spirit into a burn.  I really do love celebrating the birth of the Savior.  I hope I can relay that my little munchkins, who happen to be up from their nap now.  They are saying "Hi!" to each other from across the room.  

There aren't many things I love more than hearing them talk to each other in a happy, 'hey, you're still here too, I really like you,' kind of way.  

They make me happy.  So does the sunshine, a fresh morning paper, hummus, running, and Christmas.  

But those three?  They make me ridiculously happy.

Cheers to a great Friday!



michael. mindy. dane. said...

i feel awesome being mentioned.

i can't believe you have a label for 'i love garlic.'

we might be able to get you a different shirt size. we are in the middle of a shirt company war. minus the war part. we're just trying to snag a better deal. anyway. keep your fingers crossed.

go ahead on the hummus. don't feel bad if you don't save me any.

The Colbys... written by Erin said...

I'm so grateful for optimistic people. You make me happy:)

MrsD said...

Thank you for sharing, you reminded me of 25ish years ago when the house was full of children and the spirit of Christmas was thick and rich. We filled a manger full of kindness and sang "Happy Birthday" to Jesus. No matter what my personal demons dish out, I will always cherish the years I was a "mother to many." You children have been my greatest gift, and you keep on giving with your precious children. God bless us everyone!