I’ve been super grouchy lately. It could have something to do with the fact that we are still very much in the endless throes of winter here in Upstate NY — is it too much to ask for the thermometer to break 40F on Easter Sunday? It could also have something to do with the fact that I got trolled hard in a mommy group on Facebook yesterday — why are virtual peeps so mean? Or it could have everything to do with the fact that, after four years of sweet bliss, I am finally suffering from the girl flu again. (But can I really complain about a four-year break? Prolly not. Thank you, back-to-back pregnancies and breastfeeding gods).
Regardless of my grump, today is Good Friday. Now, I’m no religious scholar, but I’m pretty sure the “good” in Good Friday doesn’t have to do with good feels (because I googled it). But, hey, I can take some creative liberties. So, in the spirit of good-ness, and in an effort to boost my crappy mood, here are 5 things that I’m grateful for today:
- Easter is upon us. Which means Easter candy is upon us. Now, I told Hubby the same thing I tell him every year: all I want is a freaking peanut-butter-filled chocolate bunny. Every year he forgets. Every year I let it go, because come on, I have 32-year-old metabolism. But this year … this year I was cleaning out some kitchen cabinets and stumbled upon it. A peanut-butter-filled chocolate bunny that he must have purchased behind my back, and is hopefully saving to give to me on Easter morning. I know it’s only March, so is it too early to award him Hubby of the Year? (Please, for both our sakes, let the bunny actually be for me.)
- Zzzzzzz. Because I have no regard for my well-being, I am going to go ahead and disrespect the sleep gods here: Ever since last week’s bitch fest about Ell-Bell’s atrocious sleep habits, baby girl has been sleeping much better at night. I mean you guys, last night honeyboo didn’t even wake up for the first time until 5:30 in the morning! What? Of course she’s just trolling me, lulling me into a false sense of security so that I fall that much harder when she wakes up 5 times tonight. But still, I’ll take a few nights in a row of good sleep!
- Things are about to get romantical. The in-laws are coming for a visit next week. Ugh, I know, there’s nothing romantic about that. But of course, the silver lining is that they provide free and relatively safe-ish child care, which means Hubby and I are about to go on our first date in four months! I am way excited, and I don’t know if I’ve ever spent so much mental energy planning a 3-4 hour block of time in my life. I’m thinking sushi and a movie, but my god, the possibilities are endless! (Side note: can somebody teach me how to hire a real babysitter? I’m guessing it would be a good thing to not wait four months between dates).
- I’m basically an Olympian. Okay, I’m not, at all. I am actually that mushy-armed person at the gym who only ever runs on the treadmill — the one who everyone looks at and says, “girlfriend, you need to get off that treadmill and do some actual push-ups.” But hey, I’ve been back to running pretty consistently for the better part of a year now and I am feeling really good about it. I’m getting faster, I’m running longer, and gosh darnit, I might even get brave enough to run outside one of these days. I just need a babysitter real quick.
- I get to spectate all the sports. I don’t care what you say, I like to watch golf on TV, ok? It’s relaxing. For me, April (snow) showers mean only one thing: it’s time to watch some golf hotties navigate the Augusta greens at the Masters. Of course, my in-laws will be in town during coverage because OF COURSE THEY HAVE TO COME during the Masters basically EVERY SINGLE YEAR. But whatever. I’m also giddy for NBA playoffs and more golf and tennis tourneys on the horizon, for those keeping track. (Holler at me if you are also secretly in love with at least half of the men’s tennis field, we might have to be besties).
So there you have it. What’s on your grateful list this Good Friday? Wishing everyone a happy passover, Easter, or whatever else you may be celebrating in the next few days.
Until next time,
Vee