Day 189,765 of non-stop rain seems to have put me in a funk. I am desperately trying to pull myself out of it, but by evening (or mid-morning as the day may be) I am right back in! I always joke about how funny (sad) it is, that I don't need Satan to tempt me or beat me down, b/c I do a right good job myself!
Let's count the ways I am falling short....hmmm...that always brings a smile to a mother's face!? Why do I do this to myself?
I started last week writing one thing each night in my journal that I am grateful for. While looking for things to be grateful for, it definitely helps my attitude and gives me an excuse to take more pictures! Going to do the age old ad em of looking for the positive. So, today I made homemade honey wheat bread, and the sight and smell instantly put everyone in a better mood. Not sure what it is about homemade bread that makes me feel like a good woman, but it did the job. AND, just as I was pulling the bread out of the oven, the sun peeked out of the seemingly endless and very dismal clouds! A little sunshine never hurts either...
Will it be a bad sign if all my gratitude picture posts are about food? Hmmm....
