Appreciation Journals

I'm not sure how much validity this has, 'cause I love journaling anyway, but I'm really enjoying my new practice of keeping an appreciation journal.  I think it is slowly changing my thinking to more positive avenues.  And I especially love that Don is doing it, too, so we can read our entries to each other after we're done, and about 1/2 the time, they're about the same things!  And I totally love the actual physical book itself, with it's pretty pastel colors, faux weathered pages, and soft cover--I love touching it and looking at it, as well as writing in it. 

As to the actual appreciation part of it, I had no idea how much I truly had to be appreciative of in my life.  I mean, I could always find at least 5 things to list about how much I appreciate my husband, but that seems like cheating--after all, I'm not trying to keep a Don-is-great-and-wonderful journal (though he is).  So I try really hard to come up with 5 things I appreciate that are not about him, at least not directly. And I keep thinking of items!  AND I'm noticing more and more with each passing day.  I do actually find myself noticing things throughout the day that I could list at night when I write my entry.  It's nice.

PUPPIES!

We may be crazy, but here we go again!!!!  The puppies we've been waiting for were born this morning!  There's only one male sable in the litter, though, so we may have to go with a female, but that's okay.  I was torn on the issue anyway.  I mean, a boy would be so much easier in SO many ways, but, still, can anyone say pink collars and pink leashes and pink water bowls and, and, AND!? 

I guess we'll just have to wait and see which one we get!  For now, I'm just eagerly awaiting pictures!

(And little does Lance know that he has a baby "sibling" on the way!  Can I last the next 8 weeks until he has a new playmate to expend energy with???  Can my shoes???)

Alas, Poor Tofu

NOTE TO SELF:  Don't close the refrigerator door when you've forgotten to close the cover to the butter holder. 

The cover survived, albeit covered in cat hair (ick!), and the eggs did not break, surprisingly enough.  The tofu, however, in its own SEALED package, did not fair near so well--package exploded, tofu leaped out, floor got all gross (double ick), toast and coffee got cold while I cleaned it up. . . Sigh.  At least none of it got on the shelves!  And I was able to get the cover back onto the compartment without breaking either!  Yay!