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Monday Madness

I found this cute site called "Monday Madness" where a question is posed every Monday and you can answer it in your blog. Today's question is:

How many simple things have you learned to appreciate more for one reason or another?

1) Warm Saturday mornings where the breeze is blowing, the sun is shining and I can sit on the porch drinking my coffee, reading book.
2) Watching the hummingbirds drink from the feeder attached to my sliding glass door.
3) Hearing my kids burst through the door after school in the afternoons, all excited to be home.
4) Having my husband IM me from work just to say 'hi'.
5) A new set of workout clothes.

Comments

Undercover Angel said…
I'm sorry I missed making the rounds yesterday. Drinking coffee and reading are two simple pleasures that are often forgotten. Great list. My MM is up.
5/23/2006 8:06 AM
Anonymous said…
Don't know why but I'm still having trouble getting to your newly posted blogs and sometimes get them a couple days late. I'm just noticing this one for the first time today.

I gotta love it Jennifer, how sweet of your husband to IM you from work.

- Debbie Stewart
5/23/2006 10:34 AM
Anonymous said…
1. Drinking my coffee (that hubby made and he doesn't even like it) and reading the paper BEFORE the boys get up for school.
2. Watching Damon (6yo) play a mean game of Instructional baseball (you never get struck out!)
3. Watching Camron (9yo)play basketball and soccer (2 things he swore he would never do!
4. Watching my hubby be a great son to his mom (his dad passed away last year!)
5. Watching a movie with my 3 favorite boys on a Friday night while eating popcorn (and hubby and I drinking margaritas!)
~Sue
5/25/2006 1:10 PM
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