This week I'm woohooing for when God is kind enough to slap me in the face with what I need, because I'm covering my ears and not listening. He's cool like that. Although sometimes what he slaps me in the face with is a little hard to swallow - okay, sometimes it's a lot hard to swallow. Who wants to hear how they've screwed up? Really. But I'm grateful for it. Sometimes you need a swift kick in the ass, it sucks, but I'm grateful I got one.
I'm also very grateful for my hubs; he's pretty badass. I can always count on him, he's my very best friend, and I can't imagine spending a day without him in my life. He calls me out on my shit, knows there's something wrong before I do, and helps me pick up the pieces when everything is all wrong. Sure sometimes he bugs me, but I'm pretty sure I'm way more annoying then he could ever try to be. But he's a perfect match for me, and I'm very thankful to have found him. I couldn't ask for more in a man then what I've found in my husband. He's pretty hot too, I'm just saying. Don't get any crazy ideas though, ladies, he's spoken for :)
Another item on my list is last week I was able to go on my sons very first school field trip. I think I was more excited about it then he was! We went to the apple orchard, went on hay rides, picked pumpkins and apples, it was a really fun, but tiring day. Hey, I'm no spring chicken here, I seriously needed a nap after that. It was such a joy to my heart seeing his sweet little smile all day, playing and having fun with his friends. I love the innocence still in him, how every day is a blessing to him, every day was a good day. He's a gift, a reminder to cherish the things that are really important. Both of my kids are that gift. That at the end of the day it doesn't matter what kind of car you drive, how many nice things you own, or how many toys you can afford to buy - it's about love, and family. The thing kids want most is just for parents to spend some time with them, and I was thrilled to be able to do that. I loved every second of it. Well, aside from the one boy with a nasty cold, hacking all over the place (which, of course, my son now has), it was a perfect day.
I would also like to woohoo for jeans that make your butt look good. You ladies know what I mean. That one pair you have, when you slip them on, your butt is just slammin' - no front butt mom jeans here, folks. The ones when you glance in the mirror you just want to say, "Dammmmnnn!" I was digging through my closet weeding out crap I haven't worn in ages, but was still keeping because getting rid of it all means there's about 5 things I actually wear. Sad but true. Anyway, I was sorting through all this stuff, and there they were - my forgotten jeans. Buried underneath a pile of capri pants I'm not sure I've ever actually worn - my awesome butt jeans. I was terrified to try them on. Too many late night bowls of ice cream, too much of age trying to grab hold of my best body parts and ruin them. But I slipped them on, and the suckers fit just fine! Then, ta da, mama's gotta nice ass today! But then, my hair wouldn't cooperate and looked awful. Of course. It would have been nice to have that whole, hot mamma look going on, but I'll settle for a rockin' ass.
Well, I could go on but I'll wrap it up and toss the mic over to you guys. What's on your woohoo list this week? What is something you're grateful for?