Count your many blessings...or at least attempt it

I thought I would take the opportunity to participate again this year with a different twist. Instead of just blahdity blahdity posts I am going to make an honest effort in being more Elder Eyringish (Oh Remember, Remember October 2007) this month and focus on my blessings. “I’m not giving you these experiences for yourself. Write them down.”

So I envisioned a month of Oprah circa 1995 type experiences and many reflections on how great my life is. Although there is some exhaustion and craziness mostly pretty good right?

Then my stroller got stolen tonight.

The one that I push everywhere.

Its like our second car.

The one that I drag behind on the hills when I bike.

The one I use everyday. Multiple times a day.

And I started feeling very very low. Stealing someone's stroller seems a bit below the belt don't you think? I mean who DOES that? We called the police and searched a good 2 hours for it.

Then I went to bed.

And thought about how I would twist this into a blessing.

And thought about how I should blog. Even if I didn't mention my stroller heartbreak.

Then I remembered.

My mother loving camera was in the stroller.

No words.

No Halloween pictures. Nada. Some idiot has my stroller, my shoes, Amelia's coat, and my for the love of all camera.

(I may have grabbed my knife and a flashlight and started searching for it tonight. Hooray for day light savings. Wandering around in the middle of the night? Nice. I clutched that Henkel paring knife mightily promising to really cut anyone who stopped me. I am a woman on the EDGE people!)

So although my intentions are there for wanting to do a blessing a day, gosh, right now. I'm feeling like I'm down 2 big ones.