• Having a huge agreement is a thousand times better than having a disagreement. That should be an obvious statement. But really, it’s just so great to know The Kevster and I are on the same page.
• Sleeping in until 11 o’clock as an adult is kind of awesome. I feel like a kid again…until I fully wake up and remember that I have a whole list of things to get done and then I panic because I slept half the day away. Being a kid was so much cooler. (Also, when my mom tried to tell me that someday when I grew up I would want to take naps and I yelled at her and told her she was wrong; that I would never like taking naps, ever…yeah, about that…sorry, Mom. You were right. Napping: another perk of being a kid.)
• Holding a brand new puppy is like holding someone else’s new baby. It’s instant love and I kind of want one of my own, but I didn’t have to do any of the work to make it get here. Double bonus points.
• Not only is getting a custom-made card from Littlest Niece awesome in and of itself, but when I asked her to tell me what the drawings meant and she told me that the stick figure on a big circle is me on the toilet, I felt really cool. Like, man, do I really spend that much time on the toilet and, furthermore, how does she know what I look like on the toilet?! She can draw thought-provoking art and she’s only 5! Some people have worked their whole life to achieve what she already has.
• Seeing some girl on TV with really beautiful white teeth is enough to make me go rooting through my bathroom cupboard to find my old Crest whitening strips and plaster them on again. Oh, the foolishness. On a side note though, if you’re going to put them on, always leave them on for at least 15 minutes extra…make it worth it, you know?* That is just a free tip from me to you.
• Turning off the radio on the way home from work is so relaxing. You should try it. I filled the silence with a little chit-chat with God and told Him just how I feel about the crappy weather outside and the cost of gas and the housing market. He was understanding. I felt better after that little vent. (On the extra plus side, turning off the radio and having a chit-chat also alleviates feeling the need to vent later to your spouse about said trivial topics. You’re welcome, Husband. God might think I’m whiny, but you don’t anymore!)
• Several months ago, I stumbled across a blog through a friend’s friend’s guest’s blogger’s friend’s blog. So it was very random that I found this blog. Thinking I was all what-what cool, when my mom said she was going to refinish an old cabinet, I told her to take before and after pictures to post on this one blog that I follow. She busts out with the blog url and I was speechless. How does my mother know about this stuff? Lesson learned: don’t put anything on the internet that Mom shouldn’t read. She’ll find it.

*This statement is not approved by the board of dental big-wigs or Crest. Talk with your dentist before using this advice and, whatever you do, don’t tell him/her who told you to do this!