Guilty Pleasures

As I was struggling with a new topic to blog about, cute Chris suggested that I write about my guilty pleasures.  Urban dictionary defines a guilty pleasure as:

1. Something that you shouldn't like but do anyway.  

            husband:  "Did you polish off that bottle of wine?"
            wife (me):  "Hmmm, me?  No, um, I think you did.  Oh, you haven't had any?  Oops, guilty."
   
      2.  Something that you love to do but hate to admit to.

            husband:  "I can't believe you are watching those Orange County housewives. Again."
           wife (me):  "I know, it's a total guilty pleasure!  Don't tell your mom I watch this trash."

Anyway, you get the picture.  Thought you might like a list of my guilty pleasures.  Hope it makes you feel better about your own vices.

• Warm chocolate chip cookies right outta the oven.  Hmmm, actually, any variety of warm cookie right outta the oven.  Can't resist and even find myself baking them and pretending they are "for the kids, honey."  
• Sleep.  Power naps, long luxurious naps, the rare morning that I can sleep in.  LOVE to sleep.  I can't remember a time when I didn't feel tired.  Can you???  
• I've said it before, and I'll say it again, love me a glass of red wine.  Love the taste, love holding that pretty stemware in my hand.  Love how it "takes the edge off a really long day."  Cute Chris thinks I might have a problem.  "It's because of the kids, honey."
• Me Time.  Selfish, I know, but aren't most guilty pleasures?  And really, how often do I get Me Time? (Running errands during nap time does not count.  That's called, "Beat the Clock.")   I love to steal away with no agenda and get lost for a while.  Sometimes I leave my phone in the car so I'm hard to reach. Don't tell my family that.
• Places I love to get lost:
• bookstores
• mani/pedi salon
• junk shops
• the aisles of Target

So, there you have it.  Just a few guilty pleasures.  Not too bad of a list.  Now go and have that glass of wine with your chocolate chip cookie.  I won't judge.


         

Snow Day - Texas Style

7 plus inches of fluffy white goodness...

Did I mention that we live in Texas?

We're really not sure what to do with all this stuff.  

Love myself a snow day though.

Words to live by...at least for this week

James 1:19 states, "My dear brothers [and sisters], take note of this:  Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry."   Hmmmmm, let me park here for a second if I may.  We hit upon this verse in my Bible study this week.  The homework was to really try and live our lives according to this verse.  Piece of cake, right?  UGH!  Try as I might, I am truly struggling with this (I blame hormones - easy place to point the finger).  Let's break this down...

Quick to listen:

• even when I'm attempting to multi-task the *@"# out of things?
• even when I've heard you tell your painfully confusing story of "she's mad at me, and I was like, and she was like, and I was like..." for the 18th time?
• even when I'm exhausted and my ears are bleeding from all the listening I've done at the very end of my day?

YES.

Slow to speak:

• even when I know the right answer and can save a whole lot of time sharing that answer with you, instead of waiting for you to figure it out?
• even when I feel that I have something more important to say? -(I am sooo guilty of trumping people with my one-upsmanship - forgive me)
• even when I blow a gasket and loose my ever-lovin' temper - again?

YES.

Slow to anger:

• even when I walk in from a long day only to find that my trusty golden doodle has rummaged through the overflowing trash and has drug most of it onto the white rug in the living room?
• even when adorable Georgia Kate dumps her entire bowl of mac and cheese on her freshly shampooed hair?
• even when the dishes are piled in the sink, the laundry has taken over the utility room, every puzzle piece we have can be found in every room in the house and I don't have a single thing in my closet of clothes that fits?  

YES.

I will try and remember this verse from the book of James, despite how tired, grumpy, aggravated, hormonal I happen to be.  I promise to try.  I promise.