It's 5:30 am on Saturday morning. I love the peace of the early morning. I am much more of a morning person than a night owl, and it's not unusual for me to be up by this time on my days off of work. This morning is no different, as I sip peppermint mocha coffee, poke around on the laptop and snuggle with Oscar on the couch. I confess I'm guilty of putting his blanket in the dryer so he could be warm and snuggly. 'Cause he loves that sort of thing.
We had a visitor in our bed all night....Gracie. Also known as the biggest bed hog EVER. Seriously. These days she is sporting a cute new short 'do. That girl is such a daredevil. She would have went shorter but I stopped her, fearful of the inevitable "haircut disaster". Cole on the other hand, stands his ground and refuses to have his haircut. Every day a little piece of my heart breaks away. HaHa. Paco says I have to choose my battles, and in the grand scheme of things I'll have to agree to let this one go for now. Here's the little miss:
My friend Barb and I went to a Women's event this past week and listended to Abby Rike speak. She was a contestant on the "Biggest Loser", who lost her husband, 5 1/2 year old, and 2 week old in a terrible car accident. Her story is amazing. It helped me put my own life into perspective. I've been feeling a little overwhelmed with life lately.Just have had some tough stuff going on. I wish I was better at not looking at the "big picture" and just taking the small steps every day. Sigh. I continuously have to re-correct my thinking and remind myself of the things that matter.
I wonder if this blog post will make any sense because it seems like I'm blathering. Oh well. Think I'll just click publish at the end and not look back. :)