I am LOVING these recently-discovered molded-plastic bibs. I'm loving the way they catch all the crumbs, goop and spilt milk. I'm loving the fact that there's less muck to clean off the floor (and I can just chuck them in the dishwasher or run them under a tap). Bibs, where have you been all my life?
I'm LOVING my mocha sachets. Just add water. Almost as good as the real thing...
I'm NOT loving endless snotty noses. But I am LOVING my Eucalyptus and Aloe tissues (they smell so good). I am NOT loving a certain Scrag by-passing the tissues and using my t-shirt to blow his nose and then running off giggling. OK, maybe I am kind of loving it just a little bit... he is very cute.
I am LOVING my new earplugs. I can now handle loud music and noisy places. I can even handle a certain young lady (who sounds remarkably like an air-raid siren) having a melt-down right in front of me. I am NOT loving the meltdown, but I am LOVING the way I can stay so calm while wearing my earplugs!
I am NOT loving my itchy red pussy eye. I am NOT loving the way I woke up with my eyelids glued shut. But I am LOVING the way my kind dear husband heroically and gently unglued my crusty eye for me. What a guy. That's True Love. I am LOVING my husband.
I am NOT loving my pirate eye-patch. It is NOT a good look.
But I am LOVING that me and Mr G have been Married NINE YEARS TODAY. I am LOVING that my hubby took the morning off to take me out for Brunch. I am LOVING my local cafe (Trinity of Silver; good food, good coffee). I am LOVING that my husband doesn't mind being seen in public with me even though I look terrible with my red crusty eye. I am LOVING that I married That Guy. Happy Wedding Anniversary Mr G!