All The Luck

I am just taking a break from finishing up last minute "Super SpongeBob Ultimate 5 year old birthday party" plans and realizing how lucky I am.
I have blogged before about my awesome husband but I feel the need to do it again. He probably won't read it, but I figure it will serve as a nice bargaining tool when I really want something. "Look honey at all of the nice things I said about you on my blog." "Don't you think we should take a trip to the Caribbean?" "Maybe get us a new couch?"
Really though. While I am tidying up the house, he is running all over the land to pick up food, balloons, and other "what nots." He took the girls to get fish for their new tank today while I went gallivanting off with my friend (my father-in-law used that word once when he described my "escapades" with my friends - he quickly realized the error of his ways and apologized). Just two nights ago I went with another friend to dinner. There was no guilt trip, no "When are you going to be home?" just a wish of "Have fun." He is so loving and supporting, and when he realizes something is important to me, he tries very hard to make it work.
Since he has been working from home, he has been a GIANT help with getting the girls ready for school. While I curl hair, he makes sure they get something to eat and their faces get washed. Then he drives them to school with me. I can't believe this is my life. Sometimes I feel guilty for having it so good. I mean, how many people get to have their husbands drive their kids to school with them? I am constantly telling the girls that most kids don't have a daddy to drive them to school. We are very fortunate.
There are many other things I could say, but I know some of my friends are ready to spew forth vomit and never talk to me again.