I'm grateful for my husband's pontoon boat . . .

but NOT that it's in my living room!

I'm grateful my husband has hobbies that keep him happy. I'm grateful fishing is one of them because I can really get how peaceful and serene, yet challenging it is for him. I'm grateful he has really good friends with whom he can enjoy fishing and take SUPER fabulous/expensive fishing trips. I'm VERY grateful that a couple of his friends are in cahoots with him to supply him with really outrageous fishing gear; like a pontoon boat. And have I mentioned how grateful I am that he decided to finally assemble said pontoon boat in the middle of our living room (yes, complete with the 10 foot long pontoons and metal seating areas? Oh, and let's not forget that it will be in the middle of our living room for, well, probably EVER since our garage is pretty full of a lot of our other stuff and now the boxes that the pontoon boat has been REALLY happy in are on the curb for the trash men . . . cuz forgetting would mean I was ungrateful. And I'm not.

I am VERY grateful that today, on NOVEMBER 2, 2008 my husband shared his testimony in church. And I'm grateful that he was far more generous with me when he said I was an understanding wife, even though I'm pretty sure lying over the pulpit is not a very good thing, when he explained that he was building a boat in our living room. All this gratitude reminds me of one more thing . . .

I'm grateful for all the times Tyler doesn't blog about all my scrapbook/project/messy piles scattered all over our house, cuz he'd be a-bloggin' a lot!