More Things I Love

I seem to have developed a tendency to focus on the negative, which I truly think goes against who I am and most definitely goes against who I want to be. So in an effort to get back to my 'glass is half full' self, I've compiled more of my love list. It's good for the soul.

I love beer breathe.
I love spontaneous, unsolicited "I love you"'s from my kids.
I love it when all of the laundry is done.
I love the grilled chicken salad from Houston's.
I love just about everything Coco says.
I love it when my hubby tells me I'm pretty, especially when I'm feeling decidedly not.
I love summer nights by the pool when it's not too hot out.
I love coconut smelling skin stuff, including suncreen (although applying sunscreen would fall under the category of 'things I hate' -- whoops, there I go).
I love flower pens.
I love coming home to a clean house.
I love cloudy days.
I love friends who remember my birthday. Even those that don't.
I love it when my husband is in a great mood.
I love dreaming of a cabin we'll have someday.
I love traveling and then coming home.
I love the Eiffel Tower at night.
I love remembering great kisses, even though I probably shouldn't.
I love Mary's smile.
I love having girls.
I love napping.
I love when God clearly gives me something I want.
I love how my kids love sidewalk chalk.
I love Gracie's height. And profile.
I love when an escrow closes.
I love Paradise Bakery.
I love the sacrifice Jesus made, although it breaks my heart.
I love that both my and Justin's parents are still married.
I love the possibilities life holds.
I love that Justin is finally getting his boy.
I love little kid jimmies (pj's).
I love free babysitting.
I love getting something done that I've been putting off.
I love that my business is feeling more and more organized.
I love how Mary hugs my left leg tightly every time I wipe her.
I love having days with no agenda.
I love the ease of wearing flip-flops.
I love chocolate chip cookie dough. Pillsbury, not Nestle.
I love escaping to cooler weather when it's an oven here.
I love the miracle of pregnancy and birth.
I love people who faithfully read this blog, although I don't love the word blog.
I love getting great deals.
I love when Justin remembers to take out the trash without being prompted.
I love sleeping past 5 am.
I love my cousins.
I love fried Parmesan zucchini from Claim Jumper, extra ranch. Capital L Love.
I love the fact that I love more deeply than I ever thought possible.
I love indoor plumbing.

(More things I love here.)