Saturdays...I remember when Saturdays meant sleeping late and hanging out, just waiting on Saturday night's excitement. Now, it still means sleeping late (well, anything later than 4:45 AM is late to me!) but the hanging out has pretty much disappeared. Now, there's laundry, and cleaning, and errands...there are bills to pay, activities to organize, and transportation to arrange (these last two are related to DD!) Saturday night excitement means my FIL is coming for dinner. Strangely, not always but 90% of the time, I'm not bitter about these changes; to the contrary, I rather like them. Living "on the edge" had its moments...my crazy younger days certainly hold their charm, even today. But just thinking about the uncertainties, the headaches, and the forgotten drives home are enough to make me thankful, not bitter. I'm one of the lucky ones, who found the right man at the right time, and we now have a normal, regular, happy little family. I laugh when I think that in days gone by, I wanted nothing whatsoever to do with "normal" or "boring". Now, I consider a boring day, a GOOD day! It's nice to remind myself of that when I've spent yet another Saturday organizing our lives to get through the next week.

I still can't believe I'M the mother...you'd think at 50, I would think of myself as an adult, and I do, but maybe an adult in the 30-something range!

I'm grateful for my funny little puppy that always makes me laugh...especially his yodel!

I'm grateful for Saturdays, and the chance to be at home.

I love my new Royal Elastics red and white shoes...they are so cute!

To be continued....