Today I am thankful for…

Every day in November numerous friends on Facebook have posted what they are thankful for.  I admit, on November 1st I thought “what a great idea, I should do that.” I mean, I am thankful for a lot of things and I should reflect on them everyday. I am truly blessed. On others statuses, I read that friends were thankful for friends, family, their children, their significant others, the beauty of Colorado and other lovely things. I wondered what my post for November 1st would be… Then I forgot to post.

On November 2nd, I opened FB and saw that my friends were thankful for friends, family, their children, their significant others, the beauty of Colorado and other lovely things. I wondered again what I would post and also should I post two things since I was late…

This happened for a week.  I started to feel guilty that I had not posted anything. Then I finally posted something.

November 7th… Today I am thankful that I am regular.

And I am. That is, I am BOTH regular and thankful. Really, that is an important thing. Just ask those people that are not regular…

After that post I decided the post a day was not for me. I just didn’t think my FB friends really needed to see the things I was secretly really thankful for. Because I am thankful for my children. my significant other, my friends and family and the beauty of Colorado. But I think everyone knows that. I really wanted this to be an exercise in what I was really thankful for, to really immerse myself in gratitude for my life as it is today…  And you know what I am secretly thankful for?

I am thankful that I didn’t marry the first guy I thought for sure I was going to marry.  And the guy after that, and after that and so on.  I am thankful that the last time I peed on a stick it was negative. I am thankful that when I was speeding the other week and I passed by a cop that he didn’t pull me over. I am thankful that my child can entertain himself for an hour with his toys because I am writing this while I should be playing with him. I am thankful that there are people in this world that are flawed and imperfect, just like me.  I am thankful that I went to Club Med when I was 24 and drank a lot and fell off a stage dancing and had the kind of vacation that made me forget the guy I was trying to forget. I am thankful that even though I spend my life in yoga pants and glasses and never do my hair or wear makeup that I clean up well and can still look pretty hot if I try really hard. I am thankful for the times I think I am AWESOME, because I am AWESOME, sometimes I just forget it. I am thankful that I have a bright orange chair in my living room. I am thankful for my KitchenAid Mixer. I am thankful for deodorant. I am thankful that people (including me) can forgive and hopefully can forget. I am thankful that my true friends don’t hug me hello, because I am really not that kind of girl. I am also glad my true friends know when I need a hug.  I am thankful that the song “Don’t you wish your girlfriend was hot like me” exists as well as the Milkshake song. And so on…

And this is why I can’t do the Thankful FB posts. People would think I was crazy, insane and totally not normal. Perhaps they would be right and I am totally okay with that.

I mean, regular I can do… Normal, nope, never.

Why a blog

There is a preconceived notion out there in my circle of friends and acquaintances, that I am a pretty put together person. My kids are usually neat, my house is pretty clean, I work, I work out, my kids are in an appropriate level of afterschool activities, I bake, I stay at home, dinner is made, laundry is done, I don’t seem to have a drinking problem, I seem to have everything pretty much set.  That pretty much covers it…

This blog is because all the crazy goes on inside.  And since I don’t think I will have many readers, I can emote without dispelling the above notion, which I really do enjoy portraying.  You will not glean any homemaking tips from this blog, I do not purport to be an expert in anything.  I am not religious, I am not political, I am not a homeschooler, the list goes on.  Your opinion is as good as mine, so feel free to share.

Here you will only read the stuff that goes on in my head. I hope that it will make you laugh, think, reflect and in the end, feel pretty good about yourself.  Because even though we are moms, remember when you were in your 20’s and you were crazy on the inside (and sometimes outside)?  That crazy is still there, it’s hidden under the laundry piles, the dishes, the homework, the carpooling and finally the expectations that as keepers of children and a family we need to have it together.

Oh yes, the crazy is there and it wants a friend…