Counting my blessings.

Sometimes I can get so upset and offended by the actions of others! Maybe somebody did something to offend me, or didn’t do something. Maybe something was said that irked me. Either way, it’s easy for me to get wrapped up in these things and I forget to take a look at all the wonderful things I have been blessed with aside from my shattered expectations of others. Therefore, I am making a list…here it is;

My relationship with Jesus.

My husband, the love of my life.

My parents who have loved me unconditionally for 30+ years.

My brothers… as strange as they are.

My Nannie and Grampie for being an inspiration to me.

My great, big, obnoxious family… both sides.

My growing belly J

My health.

Karma Axel Tibbetts (K.A.T)

Pack Edge, where I have grown in more ways than just professionally (insert fat joke here).

My home.

All the worldly things Matt and I have been blessed with… there are certainly more than we could ever deserve.

Shannon Ronco.

The girlfriends who have stood by my through thick and thin, good and bad, right and wrong.

Matt’s family….. now my family, too!

Annabananna for being more than just a cousin.

My ability to use my God given common sense …. most of the time. 

I am sure there are many more that will come to me in the next few days. In the mean time, I will remember to look at this list when I am whining because I can’t sleep at night, or when petty annoyances get the best of my patience. 

Ciao for now!

And The Cat Came Back.... Thank God!

Its Sunday. I didn’t blog on Friday like I’m supposed to. I have a good excuse….

Thursday night I had to leave my lovable, little feline fuzz ball at the vets. This went over like the sinking of the Titanic ( I only use this analogy because The Titanic is on TV Land instead of Everybody Loves Raymond… I’m only slightly bitter). Karma and I both had serious emotional meltdowns. Karma because that’s how he is, how he’s always been and how he will always be. Me… because I can.

Let me start by saying I am not a huge animal fan. I used to be! In fact, I still do appreciate and respect animals when they are in there own habitat doing what they were made to do. (Example: Cows grazing, chickens laying eggs in the hen house, Lions on Animal Planet….) I am not a fan of animals living in houses. I know, I know… its weird! My mother puts her chickens in the basement in the winter and forgets about the dead cat she stuck in the garage to bury when the ground thawed in the spring. These things, along with her polar bear of a dog, are things I simply can’t accept.

My cousin Anna has a bazillion animals. They all live inside her house… except her chickens….I think.
But I digress….

The point is, although I am not a “pet” person per se, I LOVE my silly, selfish, rude cat. I hated leaving him at the vet overnight. Oooooooo…. And he was mad! I warned the vet in advance. They opted out of me sedating him beforehand, They wanted to see him in his normal state….well, they got him in his normal state. Hissing, spitting, growling. He was literally trembling…. It was a terrible site. All for a check up! (I hadn’t brought him to the vet in 8 years…. If you know Karma, you understand why.)They decided the best thing to do was to keep him overnight so they could sedate him in the morning, do all they needed to do and Matt could pick him up after work. This cued the drama by Yours Truly. I was a mess straight through 'till the next day while I waited for a report. Needless to say, Karma is fine. He is old and ornery and I plan to get at least another 10 years out of him.

Aside from the cat drama, all is well. Matt attended his 2nd Sox/Yankees game of the season on Saturday. I ran a bunch of errands, had lunch with my brother Riean, his girlfriend Katie and Pop-dukes. I ended the day with a visit to The Compound.

Today I attended Jeanna’s bridal shower. The cake was delightful. Matt got himself a pizza from Profennos.


Tomorrow we are back to the grind. Already???

Wishing you all a splendid week.

Ciao for now.