gratituesday – part 7.

Because there’s always something to be grateful for. And also, it’s Tuesday.

Here, I’ll get us started:

I am grateful that I not only love the day job I have that feeds my belly, but I also have the opportunity and honor to do volunteer work that feeds my soul.

Like the new logo I was asked to design for our sweet little church:

I realize that church isn’t for everyone, but this place sure is for me and my family.

This little church is the real deal.

If we were going to expose Olivia to organized religion, it was absolutely going to be in an open and accepting environment that has love, kindness and respect for others as its top priorities.

We needed to be welcomed into a place of worship that accepts everyone, regardless of where they are in life and who they choose to love and be with.

Our pastor, Dee, is a prominent supporter of marriage equality and she puts her money where her mouth is. She hits the streets with her message, and takes our enthusiastic congregation with her.

This church isn’t trying to be hip and cool with its views on same-sex marriage just to gain a few more followers on Facebook.

It is modest in its message and steadfast in its actions. And I am really grateful to be a part of it.

I am also grateful for this cookie I had today:

I had lunch last week with a friend at the bakery that makes these little gems. They are lavender sugar cookies and I can now confirm that they are awesome.

The funny thing is, I told my friend that I really wanted one but didn’t need it after our big lunch. And then? A week later, John brings this home for me. Just because. And he had no idea I had even been jonesing for one the whole time. He just knows that I love anything lavender, and had a hunch I’d enjoy it.

This is what 20 years will do to you, my friends. It is a beautiful thing.

And? My boobs and I are super grateful to be done with our run for the day. Sure, it might seem a little weird to you that I’m referring to my boobs as my new side-kick, but if you read yesterday’s post, it will make sense.

And if you didn’t? Well, I can just be a little weird and I’m perfectly fine with that.

It was so stinkin’ hot out there. Every single person I passed asked/commented, “Isn’t it too hot to be running?” For which I replied, “Yep. It sure is.”

But, I had a run scheduled and dammit, I’m going to do this. Or else I’m gonna have to change my blog tagline because “confessions of a recovering procrastinator” will no longer cut it.

Last but not least, I am truly grateful that I faced my fears tonight and lived to tell about it.

And I promise to tell you about it. First thing tomorrow.

What are you grateful for? A new toothbrush? Nailing a project at work? Your baby’s first smile? I’d love to hear from you!