Of what a delinquent little blogger I have been lately. I’m very sorry for that. More than anything, though, I’m sorry that I let this regular practice of gratitude slide and, as a result, found myself ignoring the blessings and focusing on what sucks. For the record, that’s one surefire way to just get more of the suckage, to be sure! So with the hopes of spurring some Universal positivity, with no further ado, we’re back on the gratitude train. Here’s what’s put a smile on my face lately.
2. The Academy Awards. Not the awards themselves, those had some room for improvement, but the company with which I viewed the show. My face literally hurt from the laughter as I left.
3. Eggs Benedict.
4. Messages of gratitude coming my way. A massive thank you back at a special someone who wanted to let me know that I was a source of inspiration when she was looking to start transforming her life for the healthy a few years ago. She’s since gone through an incredible transformation and I’m so humbled to find out I played a tiny role in getting her going.
5. The moments when you turn on the car or the alarm goes off and that song you love that triggers oh-so-many happy memories and thoughts is just starting.
6. An absolutely insanely amazing dining experience at Model Milk. Why the hell has it taken me so many years to eat a full meal there?! Probably because I always get distracted by the drinks….this time the amazing staff just managed to put them both together for us. Oh yah, the dinner company wasn’t bad either.
7. Standing one’s ground and speaking up for oneself, even when it hurts like friggin’ hell on the inside.
8. The rare, RARE, jeans and t-shirt days at the office. No client meetings plus no boss in town is just the right equation.
9. First time ever curling (what a shameful Canadian I was) and killing it! I knew I had the lunging part down, but who knew it was so simple to run on ice?!
10. That feeling you get after you force yourself to go to hot yin yoga (that’s the really slow stretchy kind for the uninitiated) and suffer through 90 minutes of torture. I may never enjoy the experience itself, but my non-spasaming back muscles and hip-flexors will thank me.