Laziness is a bitch and a blessing

It's Spring Break and I'm on vacation in the Florida sunshine. This vacation isn't your average vacation however. It is five women, living in a house for 10 days. In all of our un made up, menstrual, moody, chocolate loving, mah-jongg playing, book reading glory. Doesn't it sound like something straigh out of a reality T.V nightmare?
Here we are, my mother, my aunt, my nana, her best friend, and myself. I am the baby in this odd group of sisters. This time is a time of tradtions in the family. 10 days every spring and this is my first year. A right of passage if you will. Today is day 3 and I have learned a valuable lesson. Laziness is a bitch and a blessing. I started (and finshed) the book "Atonement" yesterday. (Not my favorite by far.) In that way it's a blessing. It is also a blessing for this teenage girl who lives in her car, between, school, home, cheerleading (previously) her boyfriend's house, and her friends, when my most important decision of the day is "What pair of sweat pants will make my ass look smallest?" Laziness is a bitch in that after breaking up with my boyfriend of a year and a half, I have a lot of time to think. A lot of time to remember and cry. I also have a lot of time to eat. Luckily nothing too terrible like and entire bag of oreos or the enitre pan of fudge brownies...not that it hasn't been tempting. (can you tell I'm menstrual and a little emotionally messed up right now?) But most entertainingly (for me anyway) it's a bitch because at somepoint laziness leads to doing something stupid. (not that i need to be lazy to do or say something stupid as you will find out) Such as the following. With my allergies making their presence known more and more, I decided to move away from the area of the back porch plagued by toxic cigarette smoke to a lovely little corner with a lounge chair and fressh airs (if you don't count the millions of pollen particles driving my nose to become a KITCHEN FAUCET!). Realizing, after I sat down, that it wasn't reclined as far as I would like, I simply turned around to adjust the back accordingly. Now if I hadn't been feeling so relaxed and lazy, I could have stood up and done it easily and safely with both of my hands but instead I sent the chair back crashing down onto my right hand. After yelling some obscenity that I can't remember across the deck, I tried to be the tough girl I am at cheer practice and not cry, which didn't last long. (you'd cry too if you dropped a chir back on your hand, were on your period and had just broken up with someone, and 4 of the women who raised you were looking at you in shock/worry) Although it's nothing like getting a shiner on the competition warm up mat, not 10 minutes before your performance, it still hurt like bloody hell. Well, I have learned my lesson for the day. You can only be so lazy before something bad happens.

I have always been told. "you're a lucky girl, you should count your blessings every day." I happen to think that this statement contradicts it self. By definiton, luck is "a combination of circumstances, events, etc., operating by chance to bring good or ill to a person" (dictionary.com) but a blessing is "a favor or gift bestowed by God, thereby bringing happiness." I believe that the people in my life have worked hard for what they have and have always followed Christian ideals to accomplish what they have accomplished. So in that respect, I do not believe that I am lucky. I am blessed. Blessed with a great family, successful grand parents who are very generous and loving parents who put my needs before their own. I have never been denied anything that I needed and my family has aklways loved me, stood by me, and believed in me. I am blessed to have a loving family. I am blessed that God put me in the family that he did. The moral to my story is simple. I want to share my blessings with you so that you too can realize the good in life and be thankful for it daily. At the end of each blog will be a simple list of 5 blessings (in no particular increasing or decreasning order)

1. Ice packs (for my lazy hand)
2. the 4 women i am with (for being my strength through my struggles)
3. Easter candy (especially Robin's eggs and dark and peanut m&ms)
4. a beautiful day (minus the pollen)
5. sweatpants (there's nothing better when you're menstrual)