Simple Things

I was visiting Marla from Butts and Ashes and discovered a blog called  Enchanted Oak (go spread the blogging love with her and her wonderful family!)  The author of Enchanted Oak, along with her  family, is donating $2 to relief work in Haiti for those of us who do a post about simple things in our lives.  An anonymous donor is also matching her generous gift!  What a wonderful world we live in!

As I am all about the simple things, this was right up my alley

Here's my list:

• Having all four of my car doors actually on my car... (yes, you never realized how important this is until one is actually off the car.  You just try driving without a door on the drivers side...)

• Turning on the water and having clean water come out

• An oven (mine just tanked, I miss it and my kids miss cookies...)

• Playing hockey with my kids

• Being able to run, although I hate it when I am out there...  But at least I can, if I want...

• The fact that my husband, while he works odd days/hours, only works what would be equivalent to 40 hours a week.  I just met a family who recently immigrated from Pakistan, the dad works 7 days a week, 11 hours a day.

• The fact that I can openly go to my church and will not get arrested for it.  Or even worse.

• The best dad in the world, who, when my kids complain that we don't have any food (they actually mean we don't have any junk food that they like to eat) will go out and buy the kids some food.  Thanks Dad. (BTW~ my mom is pretty good too.)

• Good doctors that listen to me

• It is nice that all my family lives nearby, and that we usually like each other... 

• The fact that my kids get excited to show me a beautiful moon

• The sunset (I would also put sunrise, but in reality, it is WAY TOO EARLY for me to appreciate)

• Playing football

• Being able to turn the heater in your car on, from inside your car (very long story, but in a nutshell, my husband drives a beater car, seriously, a beater... Kids and I call it the ghetto car...People actually look at us as we drive down the highway in it...  His heat switch went out, hubby thought it would be funny/easier to just hook a toggle switch on the outside of his car, until he can fix it properly...So we stand by the hood and turn on the heat before getting in the car...  And sadly, this switch hangs right by the cord to plug the car in.)  Did I mention that my car only gets 12 MPG?  Sometimes I weigh which is more important, my pride or the fact that if I ride in the ghetto car, hubby will take care of the gas.  My pride has taken a serious beating with the ghetto car. 

• I should actually be thankful for the darn toggle switch hanging out of the hood of his car.  For a bit there, we had to connect two wires, and if we didn't connect them the right way, there was a rather large flame...  

• I should also be thankful for the ghetto car.  In places in Honduras I go on missions trips to, people are thankful to have any mode of transportation,  the lucky people have cars, some have bikes, and some have donkeys.  Some only have their feet to walk...

• The fact that I can laugh about his ghetto car...  Thank you God for a sense of humor...It really makes my life much easier...

• The fact that Little Fireman yells up the stairs before going to bed "Is anyone going to pray with me tonight?"  

Off to pray with my Little Fireman.  Yes, he is going to bed at 10:30 on a school night.  What we don't do for a good football game!