I’m home on a beautiful Friday morning! I had to work overtime last weekend so I suggested to the boss that I take today off to offset his cost of paying me overtime. He loved the idea. Mike loved it too, because that means HE gets a day off too (meaning he can sleep in and play video games all day while I hang with my boy Luke, but I suspect he does some of that even on a “working” day)!

So Luke is taking his Morning Nap and I am here on the couch, blogging and relaxing. The kitchen is clean, the living room is clean. The TV is turned off so it’s extra peaceful around here. I don’t even have the fans on because it’s not too hot yet today.

I heard a phone ringing and it was so loud I thought it was mine. Until I heard the neighbor across the street answer it. She’s in her driveway talking on the phone and she’s one of those people who has a voice that carries, but also she’s yelling. And swearing. Trying to have a peaceful moment here, and you’re totally ruining it. Seriously.

We have been watching a lot of baseball lately. Specifically, the Tigers. I was up way too late last night watching them ruin a perfectly good lead, give up a home run to tie the game, score two runs (Polanco hit two homers in ONE game) in the 14th inning. And they still managed to lose the game. Fourteen innings, people. I didn’t go to bed until after 1 am. I am starting to care way too much about this game. I mean, I find myself sitting down next to Mike to watch the game with him (gotta compromise to get that quality time in), and then when he falls asleep shortly after I sit down, I keep watching the game. Because I CARE. Oh well, Mike is happy about that. It only took 10 years to get me interested.

I told Mike the other day that it was going to rain. I hadn’t checked the weather. I just knew. Sure enough, it rained the next morning. Wanna know how I knew? No, I’m not part bovine as Mike suggested (just kidding). Apparently cows know when it’s gonna rain too. It’s the osteoarthritis I have in my knees. I’ve had it for years but didn’t know that’s what it was. Just thought it was normal to have pain in the knees. Well lately they’ve been hurting a lot. Of course it only rained that once, so my forecasting skills aren’t ready for the 6:00 news or anything. Not sure why they are hurting, but I’m sure if I get back into exercising (that’s funny, as if I was ever “into” exercising) then they wouldn’t hurt as much over time. It’s worth a shot.

Luke has two teeth. Total. Two teeth. Fourteen months old. Of course we’ve started brushing them. I hadn’t really made it a priority (you know, cuz there are TWO) but then I noticed he was starting to get really bad breath. Gross, I know. But he brushes twice a day now so the odor is under control. And he loves to brush his teeth. That’s more than I can say for his momma.

I have great friends. I’ve been thinking about that a lot lately. Not just great friends, Fabulous Friends. I can’t even say how fabulous. I just don’t know the words. Let’s consult the thesaurus. How about astonishing, astounding, fantastic, fantastical, incredible, marvelous, miraculous, phenomenal, prodigious, stupendous, unbelievable, wonderful, wondrous? So remarkable as to elicit disbelief. Seriously. I do not deserve such love. Friends, you know who you are.

What can I say? Life is full, full indeed. I hope you are all well. If you are not, I hope you can muster a smile. If a smile doesn’t work for you, try bustin’ a move when no one is looking. Then I dare you not to smile

Many, many expletive. I hate road construction. listen

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The miscarriage is officially OVER! My contractions finally stopped Thursday and I passed everything on Friday. I’ll spare you the details, but I will say that it’s amazing that a woman’s body knows exactly what to do in these sorts of situations. So Little Lefty (the doc said the egg came from my left ovary) has been laid to rest and is up in heaven playing ball with her three little cousins. I am doing great. Mike is doing great. Luke had no idea what was going on but he is doing great too. It is nice to come out of the fog and stop feeling like the world revolves around me (though I admit I may have enjoyed that aspect just a tad… you know, just bein’ honest).

The doc says to wait 4-6 months before trying to conceive again, so I’m going to take that time to just relax and enjoy life. If anything good has come out of this, it is yet another reminder of how wonderful our friends and family are. I have received so much support and now it’s my turn to pay it forward. I read a wonderful Bible verse morning. It really struck a chord with me so I’ll leave you with this:

2 Corinthians 1:3-4: All praise to God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. God is our merciful Father and the source of all comfort. He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When they are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us.

Seriously, I ditched the obsessive to-do lists months ago. I am FREE. Hi, my name is Mindy and I’m addicted to To-Do Lists. I used to procrastinate A LOT. What I finally realized was that the to-do lists  were really just enabling me to put off all kinds of tasks and haunt me and taunt me with each passing unproductive day. I still use lists at work because I have a lot of tasks and it’s only wise to keep track and prioritize. But those lists are different because I’m there 8 hours a day, paid to complete the tasks. So the money is the motivation there. With my personal to-do lists, I only completed tasks to get the meager reward of crossing it off the list. Now that I ditched the list, I have started to see that the real reward of getting things done is that at the end, things are DONE. And having laundry folded and where it belongs is a pleasant reward. Not having to clear the table before you set it for dinner is a wonderful thing (still working on that one, but I’ve made progress. I think.) Not having Things To Do hanging over your head is a peace I never knew before. I will never go back to those blasted to-do lists!

My mom is such a girl. My stepdad, the sports writer, gave her an assignment. She was to go to MAC Media Football Day and interview the coaches and players about football. What does she end up doing instead? She reports on how the players dressed for the event. Yes, she chose fashion over football. I’m sure Dave was mortified when she returned home with her notes, but it actually turned out to be a cute article. Enjoyable to read. Check it out:

The Sartorial Splendor of Football Media Day

Miraculously, the Motrin has been working today and I am in no pain whatsoever. I’m not done with the miscarriage, but I am enjoying this break God has given me. Tonight I was actually up AND around. I got caught up on folding and putting away the laundry and I cleaned my bedroom. Now I get to relax guilt free and have some fun. And by fun I mean sending pieces of flair to my friends on Facebook. Oh yes, tonight I am the Flair Spammer. Watch out!

Last night I finished off a pint of my all time favorite comfort food, chocolate Haagen-Dazs. It was sad. But then I came home this afternoon I opened the freezer to find a new pint of chocolate Haagen-Dazs had magically appeared! It’s the thing I dream of, for the ice cream shelf in my freezer to just keep miraculously restocking itself.

Thank you for making a dream come true, Sarah. You’re the best.

Oh, and I should probably mention that the first pint came from my darling husband. And I didn’t even have to ask.

When using a papercutter, I find it helpful to dip with the knees when you bring down the blade. Just try it, I think you’ll find it a rather whimsical experience, sure to bring a smile to your face.