I'd have to say that today is the proper definition of a lazy day. Thus far anyways.
Woke up at 10:30. Not too early, not too late, if I do say so myself.
Got up. Showered. Made myself eggs. Now let me tell you about fried eggs. I don't mean to brag, but I can make a pretty delicious fried egg. The trick is: Toast, a Kraft single, egg fried over hard, sprinked with salt and pepper. That's it. Anyone can do it. But, I was having a discussion with my daddio about eggs the other day. How the way I make them is all taught by him. And then we figured out the common factor and the other trick to a perfect fried egg. Patience. I get it from my dad. Don't flip that egg over too soon. Patience is a virtue. Thanks for teaching me that, daddio. To go with my eggs, I made delicious Folgers Chocolate Truffle coffee today. Assisted by Chocolate Caramel creamer that my daddio bought for me. Thanks again.
My dogs keep barking like crazy. Something I'm not used to anymore. Seems like they like barking the most when I'm not ready to wake up or when I'm trying to take a nap. The thing is., they are so darn cute that I can't be mad at them for more than 2 seconds. I love them so much.
More and more each day, I come to the realization that my family is the most wonderful blessing I could ever have. I had a conversation with my sister yesterday about my family and our Christmas traditions. My parents tell me every year, "Megan Jane, all we want for Christmas is you." And when I ask them what gifts they want, I'm lucky if I even get one suggestion that isn't 'family time'. And the thing is, they actually mean it. A lot of people will say they don't want anything for Christmas when really, they're thinking of this entire list inside their heads. But my parents truly would be happy with nothing. And my sister and I were just talking about how we're so used to that, and families that aren't like that just confuse us. And we wouldn't have it any other way.
Not to bore you with a long blog entry, but I have one more thought. My mom and I have had an interesting relationship, as I think any high school girl and her mother do have. And I know they say that you grow up and that's when a girl learns to appreciate her mother. But I like that I'm finding evidence of this and finally living it out. Thing is. My mom has the biggest heart of almost anyone I know. She would give anything for anyone. Her new job is working with the Kindergarten classes at my old elementary school, and I got the priveledge to go with them yesterday to see Tangled at the movie theater. (Adorable movie, by the way). Best part was that I got to see my mom's love for the kindergarteners she works with. How they all want to sit with Mrs. Van de Loo on the bus and how they put their heads on her shoulder because they have seen the way she cares about them. It's just wonderful to me. The most wonderful part is that she's my mother.
This: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Z5-P9v3F8w is wonderful. I feel bad if you disagree.