birthday gratitude.

Sometimes I get bogged down.
And the list of agitations and obligations weighs on me-
Gives me a skewed perspective of what my life really is.

And then other times I think I don’t want to brag.
Why share my blessings if it makes someone else think I have it all?
(I mean really. Have you READ my blog? You KNOW it’s not all roses!)
So I’ll downplay the good things.

Either way?
I’m stuck in my own head!

So for my birthday today, I decided to just live my day with gratitude and this is what I’ve come up with. Not a complete list mind you, but one that made me smile and helped me find my perspective again and maybe even my mojo, my moxy, my mcgee-ness!

Things I’m grateful for:
(by the way-I hate spelling grateful...
did you know it’s not spelled GREATful? Lame.)

I get to wake up next to my best friend. Not a dog, not Amy Ellen-although she is the bomb diggity, but mr. man himself!

I have a 12 year old daughter that made me pancakes with love at 7am and a 14 year old daughter that ended my day with homemade applesauce muffins.

Great thanks to my mom for pushing me into a coffee date with this chick Jen who she swore was to be my new friend for eternity. Who knew that Jen would be so rad AND introduce me to a new group of women AND share a church with me that is just what my little family needed?

Little Man. Have you READ the little mannerism sections?
Need I say more?

A new love for green veggies. (Thanks mr. man for that one!)

Living by the ocean.

For 12 and 14 year old daughters who know how to cook meals, clean up and do their own laundry and a 5 year old who’s dying to know how to do those things too!

My J-O-B. It’s just a job but it pays the bills and I’m blessed to have one.

Incredible, nurturing, loving friends who blew up my phone, my texts and my Facebook all to say happy birthday in their own ways.

An extended family made up of sisters, brother types, aunts, uncles, cousins, and my mom-priceless and precious.

Kids who loved me to pieces all day showering me with love and gifts.

And then there’s mr. man…who rocked the birthday kasbah with amazing dinner, balloons and streamers, pampering me all night, helping the kids spoil me and making them feel a part of it all, who knows just what will make me smile and gives it all freely. And who knows I NEED to see Chelsea Handler AND U2!

So.
You know.
Life has it’s bumps.
Mean people suck.
And I do not love the IRS.

But.

I am blessed.
And for that I am greatly full!

I highly recommend living a day in gratitude on purpose.
What a day!

-McGee