Friday, March 27, 2009

brighter

And today, just in time....the sun returns.  Literally and figuratively.  As much as I relished the gray and rainy days and the way they make the house feel content and cozy, the lack of sunshine was starting to drag me down by this stormy mid-morning.  Then early in the afternoon, in what seemed like an instant, the weather cleared.  The bright blue sky and the newly greened grass made me forget about the sour mood yesterday worked me into, prompted me to load up A and the stroller for a bookstore outing, really just an excuse to get out and enjoy the warmth.  And A's much sun-shinier today as well.  Oh, he's still taking speed naps during which I run from one end of the house to the other trying to get as much done as humanly possible, but I've decided to believe his naps are so short because he loves my company so much he just can't wait to wake up for more of it.  Delusion is a powerful thing, my friends, but it's a sanity saver.  Just go with it.

And the day just kept shining.  The traffic lights were all green, my drive-through Diet Coke had just the right ratio of ice and soda, there was a brand new hardcover at Border's I'd read about in People and made a mental note to read, Mister Anderson didn't scream or squeal or even squirm during the entire bookstore trip, there was an UsWeekly in my mailbox with no Speidi on the cover, I left S's house feeling even more like I've found one of those friends you will someday wonder how you got by without, my Fargoan friends checked in and are safe and sound thus far, my cat didn't kill any small creatures, my home remains burglar-free.  Happy news just kept popping up in my inbox, too.  Jenny, hope tonight's a big success for B!  Other good-news-sender-who-shall-remain-nameless, if you're reading, I'm ridiculously excited for you.  If you couldn't tell.

I leave you with A, perplexed by the Puffs.  You see, he's not yet mastered that thumb and forefinger grasp.  So the Puffs end up glued to his hands by a layer of slobber, then he makes this face at me as he wonders where all the Puffs went if not into his mouth:

3 comments:

Monica @ Writer Chic said...

That's such a great picture. And have I told you lately how well you write? You really do.

Melissa said...

I love days like those. Where everything feels just right.

Kaden said...

That email from you know who was the BEST news I've heard in a long time!!!!!! Keep up the good little attitude, Mr Anderson, especially on that flight!!!