He (the husband) is the jam to my perfectly buttered toast.
He is currently on my nice list. He was thoughtful enough to gift me a three month massage membership — and I’m waiting to be called back for massage #1; please note, this is my second favorite gift.
Clearly he’s realized that it’s important for mommy to feel well (mentally and physically), in order for everyone else to be happy.
My first favorite gift this year was having all of my family and closest friends in one place sharing drinks, love and tons of laughter. I am so thankful for the amazing people in my life. I’m even more thankful to be a wife to a phenomenal man and a mommy to three magnificent children.
Ok, my sappy post is done.
What was your favorite gift this holiday season?
Other than when skiing or snowboarding? Maybe the folks that live in Alaska or work out in the snow?
My sweet little family and I are headed North (Philadelphia to be specific) to celebrate my birthday and attend my company’s holiday party. For those that don’t know, we reside in Florida. So in packing for this trip, my husband has mentioned on several occasions that I need gloves. For real? No, thanks.
While I did purchase a pair of boots and have decided to leave my favorite Reef’s behind, I refuse to wear gloves. No way am I covering up my beautiful, freshly painted pink and whites. Not to mention, it’s a far cry that I’ll actually “layer” on this trip so gloves are out of the question. Along with a beanie or head/ear cover thing. I can hardly wear sunglasses without them tickling my nose, headbands without giving me a headache and hats that make my head sweat. So I say no to gloves and beanies.
If I don’t post for a while, my fingers have frost bite and you can laugh while thinking to yourself “what a dumb Floridian.” I promise it won’t hurt my feelings.
While I wouldn’t exactly label myself as a crazy one (on the norm, anyway), misfit, rebel or trouble maker, I somehow find this quote relatable. It speaks to me. What does it say? It says a lot. It says stop judging those that are doing life their way. Stop critiquing and criticizing those living life outside of the lines and doing things a little differently. Those that don’t parent the same way you do, those that don’t workout the same way you do, those that don’t eat the same things you do, those that don’t like coffee (ok fine, go ahead and critique those people…that’s just weird) or those that have master plans to make the world a better place. While the quote screams STOP this or that to me, it also encourages so much. It encourages inner strength, determination, persistence and perseverance…in whatever your focus may be.
There…now that your Wednesday morning pep talk is out of the way, what good do you hope to accomplish today? Do you have any feel goods from the above quote?
Cheers to a happy hump day (do people even say “hump day” anymore? That’s always been really weird to me, too — but nonetheless, I hope your day is very happy and humpy)!
What in the world is a Momēak, you ask? Well, let me explain.
It’s one of those fun words to say over and over and over again. Kind of like “mommy”. I don’t hear that nearly enough so I felt compelled to involve “mommy” into my blog name. I’m getting off track, back to business.
A Momēak is a somewhat sane and dedicated taxi driver, nurse, chef, personal shopper, referee, laundry maker, maid, schedule coordinator, outfit matchmaker, homework helping therapist that is not showered, tired, selfless and so full of love! *Disclaimer: all Momēak’s are unique in their own way (this particular one – me – likes to indulge in wine and sweets), but no one better or less than the other.
What kind of Momēak are you or hope to be one day?