Heart on a Roof

I read somewhere to write even when you have nothing to write about - perhaps something amazing will come out. I'm not sure if that is going to happen tonight. I've put my children to bed and am anxiously awaiting the next episode of Grey's Anatomy. Unfortunately since we installed our new TV about a month ago we still haven't figured out how to program our Time Warner remote control to allow us to see the guide. I have no idea when the next Grey's is going to be on - but fingers crossed, it will be tonight.

I made a quesadilla, a teeny, tiny quesadilla. Why was it so small you ask. Because I eat gluten free and every gluten free flour tortilla I've tried completely blows...so I use corn tortillas. Teeny, tiny corn tortillas to eat my quesadillas. Its really not the same, although I did add some delicious chicken and green chile sauce. I may have another, they really are incredibly tiny.

The best email I received this week was a notice that we will have Martin Luther King Jr's birthday off on Monday.

I had my mammogram on Wednesday and went for a skin check on Monday. Everything on my skin that seemed questionable checked out. So really, that was the best news of the week. I'm also feeling very fortunate that I am able to get a mammogram every year - go ahead squish the boob. I'm feeling lucky to have health insurance and great health. A healthy family and safe home. And a loving husband who put a heart on the roof of our house, made out of a strand of lights.

So I guess this whole write even when you have nothing to write about thing may work out. It made me reflect on an extremely grueling and disappointing work week and made me realize how thankful and wonderful my week has truly been. I have a heart on my roof and love in my heart. I like this task and I think I may just make a practice of it.