Focusing on the Golf Balls

 

I must be depressing to my husband.  He sent me the below link that a friend of his had posted on Facebook.  I think I have heard something like this before but like most people you read it then move on and forget.  This time I read it with a different outlook on life and I definitely think I need to focus more on the golf balls.

The golf balls are the important things:  Our efforts for everlasting happiness, our spiritual, emotional, mental and physical health, our family, our partner, our children, our friends.  Things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, our life would still be full.

 

Here is a link to the story

So, for my husband (and myself), I am going to think of something everyday that I am thankful for and that makes me happy (and it won't always be my little man).

Today's Blessing:  No one ringing the doorbell after lights out on Halloween and not getting egged.

It's Dracula, No Just Momista

Happy Halloween at Sea World San Antonio

 

This afternoon my husband and I took our 6 month old to Sea World.  Sea World does a nice job for the holidays but I will say this year was a little disappointing as they were lacking some decorations.  I wish there were move characters to get pictures with.  At night the really spooky stuff comes out but would it hurt to have a few more characters for the little ones?  And, what happened to dressing up for the holiday?  I think I could count on my hands how many children had costumes on yet everyone loved Jackson's costume.  That's all part of the fun.

Today I was outside walking for 2 hours!  That's pretty impressive considering I have been pretty much in the house for 2 months (except running some errands here and there).  It felt great to get out in the fresh cool fall air.  I remembered to use my sunblock but I also realized I will probably smell like sunblock for the rest of my life.  Maybe they could make a sunblock that smells like something other than what it is.  Michael Kors sunblock would be wonderful. 

I was pretty worried about the sun but as you can see, I sported a nice hat.  I worry that my fear of the sun will turn me into a vampire lady never wanting to leave the house, waiting for the sun to fall so I can go outside and not worry about a flare up.  I was going to call this post "turning into a lady of the night" but realized that's probably not a good idea.  Definately not what I am going for.

Time to cap off the night with a little American Horror Story (my DVR is going to explode soon if we don't get some shows watched).  Boo!