underrated and pleasurable


If you don’t know be by now…you know how the song goes…unless you are like under 20 and you weren’t listening to your mama’s playlist all these years. Anyways…by now most of you must be aware that it doesn’t take much to make me happy. I’m easily amused, distracted, entertained, aroused and I like to believe that it is not a bad thing to be that kind of person. Life’s too hard to not take a break and enjoy the little things, all the little things that are so easily within our grasp and there for us to enjoy. Unfortunately we often miss them, overlook them. If it’s not there on the screen of our smart phone or tablet it is oh so easy for us to miss it completely. At least it sometimes seems to be that way.

I am one week into a personal 30 day challenge which has been, well, challenging. Still it has given me much time to to notice and enjoy things that are always there, whether we appreciate them or not. Funny how sometimes the best things in life are often the most underrated. I found this the other day while distracting myself from studying for my NRP renewal wandering around the intrawebs and I had to bookmark it because so many on this list are things that I have enjoyed without realizing just how much I enjoyed them. Of course I have to share them with you all because I want to remind you all to enjoy the smaller things Sometimes we need to be reminded

From tickld

nobody died but we did go to heaven


How many times since last week have you clicked over to here and found nothing new.

WTH?!

Right?!

I’m sorry.

I could say that nothing much has been going on here under the Big Top but no, that isn’t true. I mean, large family equals there is ALWAYS something going on in this circus of mine. But honestly, how exciting and entertaining can blurry pictures and tales of Daniel discovering over Spring Break that there is a LEGO STORE that sells NOTHING BUT LEGOS just an hour’s drive from here. Actually it was very exciting…heart-racing exciting and the cherry on top was when the store clerk told Daniel that the cool thing about Legos is you can still play with them when you’re an old guy like him at 25 and get a cool job in the Lego Store.

Yes, my darling boy pretty much had died and gone to Lego Heaven.

Right before we entered the satellite of the Lego Mother Ship is the only photo I managed to get. Yes, another selfie.

fresh taps


Only a dancer can appreciate how beautiful a brand new pair of tap shoes are fresh out of the box.

Well, the parent of a dancer can appreciate it too…after she is done grousing about what a pain in the butt it has suddenly become to find this certain type of black jazz flexed sole tap shoes…especially for children with tiny, narrow feet.

But that’s another story.

I think that this just might be the last pair of tap shoes that I bought for Jodie.

Perhaps.

I warned y’all that this will likely be a season of lasts.

Maybe.

We shall see.

The first competition of the season went fairly well. Yes, there was a little drama, a lot of stress, hugs, kisses and a few tears but up on that stage our Dance Stars shined.

And the Dance Mom/Mima of these two stars couldn’t ask for anything more.

Now if we could just get over our after-competition-hangover with a little lost-hour-thank-you-Daylight-Savings stirred in for good measure. Thank goodness for Spring Break and staycation!

 

the awesomeness of hugs


I’m not much of a hugger.

Analyze that.

But true story, I’m not. Still I have learned to try to love hugs. And I do. I celebrate them.

Comforting hugs when you have had an eye-twitching, craptastic day.

Hugs that you enjoy with your Grandmom.

Hugs that you enjoy with your favorite cousin and your favorite Uncle Jesse.

Hugs you share with your favorite little brother never fail to warm your heart and make you smile because he is a hugger.

And who doesn’t love birthday hugs shared with your best friend at Disneyland?

Then there is one of the bestest hugs I have enjoyed recently which I do not have a picture of. You’ll just have to trust me that it was one of the best ever…a hug shared with one of my co-workers…a co-worker whom I always hug when I see her because that is what we do before we start a night in NICU-Land. A little more than a year ago she left the unit to fight a fierce fight. Honestly cancer picked the wrong person to fight with because after all that she has been through and all that she has to live for I knew that it wouldn’t be a fair fight. I knew that it was going to be a great night taking care of the tiny humans whom  I love so much in the NICU when I saw Brenda walk into the unit for the first time in over a year.

We hugged. We cried. We tried to fix our makeup. We laughed. We hugged some more.

I have no photo to share but I can guarantee you that it was a beautiful, wonderful picture that will last forever in my heart and my mind. If you close your eyes right now I bet that you can see it. Amazing, gorgeous! Isn’t it?

I am so unbelievably happy knowing that I can look forward to Brenda’s hugs before night shift in the NICU again.