Sep
I’ve Gotta Feeling
Posted in Momma B | 7 Comments »Thanks to the Black Eyed Peas that song has been round and round in my head. Well, it probably doesn’t help that I downloaded it and put it on my iPod. Catchy little tune. So catchy it helped me run my best two miles the other night 
Perhaps it the song – perhaps it something else…but today I’ve been constantly smiling at various things and thinking “what a good day”.
Today the goodness included:
* a drive in the car to the store BY MYSELF. I rolled the windows down, turned off NPR and turned up my Electric 80’s cd. My hair blew in the wind…my voice cracked…and I felt wonderfully my age.
* triumphant purchasing at the store which involved $13, four boxes of cereal for E, and this loot for the future:
* coming to the conclusion that I am ready to try a slow living month (part of why I let myself stock up for next month). More on that later…but it involves less spending, more bike riding, less gas, and more time enjoying life.
* a written hand note from my 5 year-old. Out of the blue.
* two boys getting flu shots with no tears. The youngest even went first.
* turning light-up knitting needles that I got for a buck from the craft store into lightsabers/magic wands. At least until someone pokes their eye out.
* lots of time to think while working on random, self-created projects.
* having my four year-old say “Mom, I’m going to put my lightsaber in my pants like the gay guy on Star Wars”. He meant GRAY. But hearing him say that did much for my non-Star Wars soul…
* listening to my kids sing the days of the week ala the chorus of I’ve Gotta Feeling.
* getting moments to touchbase with my Mom, Dad, Grandma, MIL, and SIL. TJ, you’re next.
* folding laundry which included this stack. Realizing that in the midst of potty training I never thought we’d make it to this point.
* dinosaur floor play. I was T-Rex. Walks was Brachiosaurus. An entire hour.
* chatting with other parents at school and realizing how much I love the people I’m meeting.
* dinner with all four of us. Simple left-overs with good conversation.
* baking bread and blogging at eleven o’clock at night while still groovin’ to music
* waiting for Eric to come back from his 10k run. Nation, Eric and I are runners.
Not every day is like this. Or rather, I don’t notice it most days. I’m glad I noticed it today…I guess I had a feeling…
