Nothing much going on except I got my hair cut. While in the chair it is my job to keep Stacy amused. She's cut my gorgeous locks for several years and thinks I'm funny. So I'm chatting away and she's laughing--both of us doing our assigned role.
Then it hit me, right in mid-anecdote. I am happy. What a neat revelation. I am happy.
I didn't think I was. So you can see why I'm excited!
I'm working at a job I love, listening to my little pink iPod mini. My kids love me, my grandkids love me. I'm a member of a huge, boisterous family, and I'm always welcome in any of my relatives' homes. My son and d-i-l are coming home from Okinawa for Christmas. I'm giving a presentation at a castle in NY next week. I'm volunteering in the gulf for two weeks in November. My health is good. And so on... (believe me there's plenty more).
Don't be jealous though. I'm still really fat.