Gratitude and Attitude March 2, 2009

Time for another installment of G&A. I’m really sick with Strep Throat still, so I’ve been having a hard time finding things to be grateful. Of course, it’s been all too easy in the last few days to find things that deserve some attitude, but I’ll do my best to balance them out.

Today’s Gratitude goes out to:

My Greggor:  The best husband a girl could ask for.  He makes me laugh, puts up with my crap and follows me on my crazy crusades, albeit sometimes reluctantly.  Yesterday, I dragged him to a dance class so he could finally learn how to Two Step. I am a very good two stepper, but have never been able to teach him (because I am NOT teacher material) and, since Country is his favorite kind of music, it was high time he learned how to groove to the beat!  I was soooooo sick, but I insisted we go anyway.  BIG MISTAKE.  I spent almost the entire hour and a half feeling dizzy and miserable, but Greg was a trooper and did his best to pretend he was enjoying himself and keep my spirits up.  By the end of the class, we were actually cruising around the dance floor, a couple of two-steppin’ fools and, for a few minutes, I forgot my sickness and felt our amazing connection shine through.  Now he can never again deny me a dance when we are near a dance floor and a country song comes on.  ME LIKEY!

On our way to dance, dance, dance

Greg’s Grandma Doris: She’s 90 now and always has the best attitude about life.  She laughs at the parts that aren’t working so well anymore and laughs at herself for expecting them to.  She’s a brilliant conversationalist – I’m never lost for words around her – and she always reminds me that not all old folks are a handful! She is a constant reminder of how a person can have a great quality of life for a very long time if they just keep the brain exercised and maintain a positive attitude.  G-ma D, you rock!_dsc0199

Self-Employment:  It’s high time I express my never-ending gratitude to the self-employment gods.  Were it not for them, I wouldn’t be able to get sick like this (on the rare occasions that I do) and just take a week off to recouperate without having to feel guilty that I’m letting people down or putting people out.  Despite it’s moment of sheer lunacy and turmoil, self employment is the greatest thing since sliced bread (I’m not sure what the greatest thing before sliced bread was…)!!!

The Weather: Sunny and 10 ° C yesterday.  Heaven.

Unexpected Surprises: Yesterday, I was cuddling on the dogs’ couch with Dyogi and I fell asleep.  While I was sleeping, Juno crawled up and made himself comfy too and Greg snapped a picture. I had no idea he’d done so until I was transferring some photos from camera to computer this morning.  The photo made me smile and I felt a moment of, “Awwwwe, that’s soooooo cute” sweep over me.  I will cherish that picture forever because, one, I don’t have any photos of me with the dogs and, two, it was a pleasant and unexpected surprise.

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Today’s Attitude goes out to:

Infectious superbugs: I am supposed to be heading to Vegas for a romantic getaway in three days and this stupid bug has sunk it’s teeth into me and isn’t showing any signs of letting go. Streptococcal pharyngitis…you suck. I hope you are eradicated from the planet and that you suffer the entire time it is happening.

New Drivers: Yesterday, Greg and I saw a kid, with an “N” on his car, blow by us doing about 100 km/hr in a 50km/hr zone while talking on his cell phone (holding it to his ear with his shoulder) and playing with his stereo.  He cut the car in front of us off when he swerved into our lane without signaling and then he made a left turn on a yellow light without signaling.  Greg was as close to road rage as I’ve ever seen a person and I quickly jotted down the kid’s license plate and called the cops to report him.  As far as I’m concerned, new drivers like that kid should have his license yanked for a good five years and should have to go through extensive testing to get it back. Unfortunately, I know that the most the cops will do is call the kid and reprimand him for being a menace to society.  He’ll apologize and promise to behave, most likely while he’s weaving in and out of traffic and changing the song on his stereo.  UGH!  Perhaps what we need is snipers set up randomly throughout the city.  They can monitor traffic and, when they see an N driving like an idiot, they can wait until he’s away from other cars and calmly shoot out a tire or two.  Huge wreck or small wreck, it would probably make the driver wake up and see the error of his or her ways.  I don’t think any punishment is too harsh for new drivers who have no respect for the rules of the road.  *sigh*, I think I’m getting old (or maybe just wise)

Mr. Treadmill:  I know you were free and I know you haven’t been used in awhile, but do you really have to keep breaking when I really need you? Juno really loves you and if you break his little doggy heart, you’re going to end up with Greg’s truck in the junk yard.

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Well, that’s it for today’s G&A.  Please feel free to leave your own G’s and A’s in the comment section. I’d love to hear what makes you happy and aggravated.

TTYS,

Jo LeFlufy




3 thoughts on “Gratitude and Attitude March 2, 2009

  1. You have the best husband ever and I absolute L..O..V..E….the photo he shot of you and the dogs!

  2. I love your stories so much Jo. I just wrote a big ol message in here and it deleted and now I am too cranky to write it again. Thank you for sharing the big and the small insights of your each and everyday, many of them I cherish and today’s just happened to “tear” me up 🙂 I think you are amazing,and I cant wait to have a husband all to myself… just like yours! I love how you love him!

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