Trying to Adjust My Attitude

I have been having one of those weeks where I feel like I just want to get in bed, cram a pillow over my face and be done. Strange thing though is that I feel like that but really nothing terribly horrendous has really happened this week.

Here is the recap:

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Kevin and I both have a heinous cold/flu thingy going on. 


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I got a speeding ticket.  I would like to say it was my first or that I haven't had one in a million years but none of that is true.  Moral of the story, I need to drive slower.

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And, I chipped one of my front teeth.  The only recurring dream I have is one where I completely lose one of my front teeth, I go to the dentist and he tells me there is nothing I can do but look like a backwater hillbilly.  Horrifying!  Fortunately, it was just a tiny chip and just needed to be smoothed out but it made me feel old.

Also, my back is driving me nuts but nothing new there. 

See, nothing so horrible which makes me thing think I may need to adjust my attitude a bit.  So, inspired by my friend Carol, who finds 10 positives everyday, here are the positives of this week.

Tucker, or the Pupster as I like to call him, had his first case of the "zoomies".  If you have a Vizsla, you know the "zoomies" all too well but for those of you non V owners, the "zoomies" are when your V decides to run full blast in a circle inside or outside the house.  They run at top speed for an indeterminate amount of time and then just like that it is over.  The zoomies always make me laugh but Tucker with the "zoomies" had Kevin and I cracking up because he is so clumsy.

Kevin and I celebrated 15 years of marriage yesterday.  We went up to Beaver Creek a few weekends ago for our anniversary so we weren't going to do anything but he came home with these

and I made him a coconut cream pie that he likes.  After the kids went to bed we enjoyed a piece of pie and a cup of Theraflu and tried to see who could use the most tissues in an hour's time (I think Kevin won that one). 

Another plus, we planted our first vegetable garden this year.  I am a total black thumb.  In fact, when my parents recently spent a few months in Italy, I was, in a major lapse of judgement, put in charge of my mom's orchids during her absence.  I think there were like 6 to begin with and in what seemed like a horticultural version of Agatha Christie's "And Then There Were None", I slowly killed each and every one of them.  So I am excited to see our little garden growing.

One last positive, I am on a roll here, I had both my children cracking up this morning in the car as I was singing to the radio as loud as I could with my squeaky, hoarse, cold ravaged voice.  I love making them laugh.

See, really not so bad when you change what you focus on.