In the spirit of a better day --

I sucked it up -- realized that I am probably just PMSing -- and made a vow that this day was not going to be a downer. It's Sunday -- the boys go back to their dad's tomorrow -- so come hell or high water, we were going to enjoy each other today.

We showered and took the boys to the dollar store. Santa Claus sure knew what he was doing when he got them gift cards there. They feel so free buying whatever they want and they both learned how to slide their own "credit cards" in the machine. I was still pretty grumpy -- you know, the bitchy one word answers. I wanted to be happier but it was going to take a significant amount of work on my part.

Then, we went to church. Ah, church. I get this very calm feeling when the four of us are in church -- like all is well in the world and we really are becoming the family I have always wanted. I looked down the aisle during one of the songs and all three of them (Justin, Dane and Cole) were singing -- fully engaged in the song and the moment. I felt lighter. Seriously. Strange, perhaps, but so refreshing. After church, Dane, Cole and Justin jumped on the trampoline while I made lunch. We all had a great lunch together chit chatting about menial life events.

Afterward, the boys went outside to play fetch with the dogs and a little football while Justin and I talked. We agreed that we have both been short with one another and he apologized for buying me flowers. (OK, I know...that sounds SO stupid...but really, I told him last year -- and time and time again -- I am not a flower person -- especially on Valentines Day when they sky rocket the prices for crappy flowers that quickly die. Still, I acknowledge that sounds very trite. I should be grateful that he at least attempted to buy me something -- and the card he got, well, when I read it again, it was incredibly sweet and sappy and truly did bring tears to my eyes) We agreed to try harder and be kinder. (In the back of my mind, I remember the statement, "God promises to get you through the storms, not around them" and I believe.) Anyway, then we napped -- probably another thing that has aided in my bitchiness. I just haven't been able to sleep well. Dane and I cuddled up on the couch -- it was heavenly.

After we woke up, we decided that we were going to have a datenight and rent a movie (redbox) but couldn't find one we all agreed on. The boys went to the movie closet and came running out with what, apparently, was pure gold. They haven't seen it (totally shocked!)-- and it's a movie, Justin and I would happily watch again and again.

And so tonight, the plan for our Valentine's date night is as follows:
Chicken pot pies and broccoli (the boys request) and Top Gun. Then we are setting up camp on the trampoline -- having a fire and sleeping under the stars. Brrrr.

Once again, all is bright in this world.
Thank you, Jesus.
Literally.