It’s Always Sunny …

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I was driving to work this morning and looking at the sky, enjoying the warmer-than-normal fall air and fall foliage and for some crazy reason the thought “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia.”  popped into my head. Both as a concept for my morning commute and as a reminder to watch this Thursdays show.  

Now, why my ‘sometimes twisted brain’ would relate two very disparate thoughts, is beyond me. But, it started me thinking down another stream of consciousness…so, if you’ll permit me today…I’m going to digress.

This morning’s commute acted as a reminder to not “sweat the small stuff” and to be grateful for all the great “big” things in my life. I don’t know why, I don’t know if I was feeling particularly nostalgic about my fun weekend…which included pumpkin picking, T-ball practice, raking fall leaves, cooking meatloaf & baked potatoes & string beans – a great fall meal by the way – for two of my favorite people ;) . But my brain combined those great feelings while analyzing why I really like all of my “social media” duties so much. I made the conclusion, this morning, that I like what I do because…it’s social silly!

Social can be defined in a lot of little (and big) ways. So, I thought I’d share with you my stream of “social” stream of consciousness from this morning:

-         I like the smell of leaves on a warm fall day.
-         I like getting “Good morning. :) ” texts.
-         I like it when I hear a favorite song on the radio that I haven’t heard in a long time-it makes me drive that much faster :)
-         I like looking in my rearview mirror and seeing my little boy singing a song playing on the radio and bopping his head to the beat (and he doesn’t know the correct words nor does he know that I’m watching him)
-         I like holding hands in the car (except when the radio station needs changing)
-         I like 104.5 and 88.5 so much that I even have posted comments on their Facebook Wall thanking them for playing great tunes.
-         I like Facebook.
-         I like it when someone “likes” my photos on Facebook. It somehow validates my reason for sharing.
-         I like “liking” other people’s photos and commenting on my girlfriends’ photos when they are super cute or hilariously funny.
-         I like getting phone calls from my girlfriends when I actually have 10 min to chat uninterrupted. (Doesn’t happen often.)
-         I like being able to have a running conversation with my girlfriends for an hour despite the constant interruptions from children, pets, laundry or dish washing noises.
-         I like that neither one of us cares that this activity is perpetually going on in the background because we obviously value anytime that we can get to catch up.
-         I like GNOs (girls night out)
-         I like nights where all we do is stay in…cook dinner, make popcorn and watch a movie.
-         I like cooking dinner and watching my son do his “homework” watching him intently concentrating on making the letter “a.”
-         I like cooking a new recipe and enjoying a glass of wine.
-         I like sharing a glass of wine, well, actually a bottle of wine.
-         I like Fridays.
-         I like running in Fairmount Park on Fridays…especially during great fall days like this.
-         I like running with friends (even if I do slow them down and they’re too kind to say so). I like running with friends who prefer a slower pace than me, means I can talk more!
-         I like running by the Indian statue on Forbidden Drive. I look up at him and give a quick salute and remind myself to be grateful for all the great “likes” (and loves) in my life.

Happy Tuesday folks!

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About Jennifer Hitchens

Jennifer Hitchens, Consultant, Interactive Services, seems to have coffee, not mortal blood, running through her veins. Juggling her bags (laptop, spinning stuff, cool purse, projector) and array of web-based duties with professionalism, composure and a random assortment of funny faces, Jen, has been with Alstin for more than 13 years, lives and breathes the 'net.