Gratitude is the memory of the heart. ~Jean Baptiste Massieu, translated from French

I have a odd appriciation for things, i started thinking about it while i was taking a bath, i always think of things to blog about in the bath just like the way the Lord always talks to me when im driving down the road. A moment of somewhat solitude or at least quiet enough i can hear as well as think for a minute lol youll just have to trust me when i say those dont happen often.
I appriciate the blue and red nap mat that i found at Target for $6.99 today just sitting there as if it were waiting for just me, i have searched high and low cause willow has to have one for school this year, not only were they sold out but my cheapskate self was not about to pay 30 bucks online for one, so i had a grateful heart as i picked it up and it was a proper price. A nap mat should not cost more than that.
I love the way 4 ice cubes bring the temprature of my glass of water to refreshing. I love that Maine represents the essence of all that is fall, my favorite season. I adore desserts that carry names that captivate the imagination and make you want to make it simply because it sounds to exciting not too...like blushing apple upside down cake and cherries in the snow, and aloha chiffon cake.
I savor the taste of tri-tip off a grill because it reminds me of my dad and being a kid and having him bbq.
I gravitate toward anything with the number 4 because i know its marks favorite number.
Yeah i know random thoughts .....again.
My life is so busy so crazy right now with fall coming and school ready to begin , hope springs anew that with my new found time ill do something productive, get my 545 project hopping , drop that 40 pounds for the Lord, and maybe organize my garage. :)
One of our good friends is deploying and another coming home soon. A perpetual cycle it seems and one i seem to somewhat mark the passing of time by. Just around the corner my 10th anniversary waits. A decade and counting with the love of my life, and still my heart skips a beat every time he walks in my door.
A grateful heart for that feeling and the way it makes me want to share that with others.............
S.O.T.D
All the ends of the world shall remember and turn unto the LORD: and all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before thee. (Psalms 22:27)