Being Thankful

Yesterday was Brandon and my 6 year anniversary!!! I can't believe it has already been that long- ok that's a lie because sometimes it feels like FOREVER- but in a good way (he might be reading this). I got the following message in an email and it really made me smile. There are a ton of things about Brandon that drive me crazy, but it reminds me how lucky I am to be alive and have such a wonderful husband. I mean ya- when I fall into the toilet at 3 am because he left the seat up...AGAIN... it's hard to appreciate all the great things about him. But without him working so hard everyday to support our family, I wouldn't have a roof over my head or a toilet to fall into!!! So here is the email and I added a few of my own:)

I am thankful:

For my husband who is on the sofa being a couch potato, because he is home with me instead of out on the town.

For the disaster my house is in after I host a playdate, because it means I have been surrounded by friends.

For the clothes the are getting too snug and the belly that won't go away, because it means I have enought to eat.

For my shadow that watches me work, because it means I am outside in the sun.

For the lawn the needs mowing, the weeds that need pulling, and the freezer that won't stop leaking, because it means I have a home.

For all the complaing people do about the government, because it means we have freedom of speech.

For finding a parking spot at the far corner of the lot, because it means I can walk and have been blessed with transportation.

For my huge heating bill, because it means I am warm!!!

For the lady I have to listen to yapping in the checkout line, because it means I can hear.

For all the laundry and ironing, because it means I have clothes to wear.

For the drained and weary feeling I have at the end of the day, because it means that I am capable of working hard.

For the alarm that goes off every morning, because it means that I am alive to enjoy another day.

For all the times Siena has woken me up in the middle of the night, because it means that she is still little and needs me, at least for now.

For the 500 times I have to ask Brandon to pick up after himself, because it means that he has stuck by me through all my crankiness and craziness.

For feeling sad sometimes, because it makes me appreciate feeling happy.

Too much time on my hands...

A gal in my knitting group just happened to have her birthday fall on the night we meet, so I decided to make cupcakes and thought these would be appropriate. I can't take credit for the idea because I actually got it from this blog. I thought they were pretty festive and were really fun to do! I used fondant to "knit" the scarves, swatches, and roll the yarn balls and needles. I have never worked with anything like this before and I always like to try new things. The fondant tastes pretty gross- well it doesn't really taste bad, it just doesn't taste good. We had a great time and luckily there was a couple left so I ate them for breakfast the next morning:) I don't think cake or cupcake decorating is anything I would want to do as a hobby, but you never know when it might come in handy...