I’m grateful for a beautiful Sunday, family fun day, mostly centered around Halloween.
I’m grateful I finally had the time to take my baby girl to get her a peperoni pizza costume, pumpkin, a haircut and fall jacket. I’m grateful there was a chocolate factory next to the hair salon. I’m grateful they had chocolate, caramel and nut covered apples. My baby was super disappointed the pumpkin farm was sold out, but grateful to have stumbled across this yummy place we never knew existed. Very expensive so won’t be going back again until next Halloween if needed.
I’m grateful I took my daughter to a park high up on a mountain that overlooks the valley. I’m grateful we can get there by car because she can’t hike. I’m grateful we sat, talking and took in all the beauty of the fall colors. I’m grateful we took a few minutes to meditate. She’s not very good at it but that’s certainly a great place to practice, especially this time of year.
I’m grateful we met up with Dad and had a nice dinner out at a steakhouse. They were very busy, so we chose to sit at the bar. Grateful the sight of bottles and bottles of alcohol no longer trigger either of us. I doubt the bartender was grateful we were taking up space and not running up a huge bar tab.
I’m grateful we surprised our daughter with a haunted house after dinner. I purchased the tickets early that morning and grateful daddy was able to keep a secret which isn’t easy for him when it comes to something he knows she loves so much. It was the scariest place I’ve ever been. 
I was in the front and dad in the back, with our daughter in the middle during phase one. When we entered the second phase, I had to put my daughter in front because I was losing my voice from screaming and my heart was intensely racing. Daddy was laughing hysterically at my reactions. I went to the front again at the third phase because it was completely dark, and you had to feel your way by holding the walls. I walked into 2 walls hard hitting my face, probably because I was in a rush to get out. As you go through, the floor moves in some sections and one of them, I was so scared trying to run but I wasn’t getting anywhere because the floor was moving in the opposite direction. I have never been so scared in all my life. I thought it was never going to end. That 45 minutes felt like eternity. My daughter was scared but not as much as me. I’m grateful she had a blast. It was a pricey day but I’m grateful we’re spending the money on family fun rather than drinking and drugging.
I’m grateful my daughter couldn’t stop talking about what a great day she had and posted about it on facebook. I’m grateful she went to bed exhausted with the biggest smile.
I’m grateful to wake up early this morning without a hangover and ready to face another challenging week ahead at work. Fourth quarter is our busiest time of year and gets extremely stressful. I’m grateful I GET to go to work. I’m grateful for the shower all to myself this morning. My daughter can’t shower by herself and today I decided to let her sleep in and take advantage of some me time. I’m grateful for these rare occasions. I’m grateful I can give myself some slack when it comes to her care. She’s not going anywhere today and one day without a shower isn’t going to hurt, right?
I’m grateful for each and everyone of you who post on this thread. You all inspire me more than you know. I may not post every day, but this is the first thread I read when I come on the forum. Shhh! Don’t tell the other moderators, I come here before going to the staff thread. It’s our little secret. 
ODAAT!
that’s a great scare. What lovely memories made yesterday.
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