I really am a glass half full type of girl. So much so that my husband tries to keep all four of our feet firmly planted on the ground because I am so optimistic.
I have had an extremely long run of good luck for which I am simply grateful. I believe that even if you work really hard and do the right things, there has to be a bit of magic to bring it all together.
And while a bit of rain may fall, it rarely dampens my spirits. The last few days however, a tornado arrived on my doorstep just to keep me on my toes.
1. My son had his first car accident. Everyone is ok.
2. The moving van of our new neighbors snapped off a giant limb from my favorite sugar maple.
3. The dog jumped onto the breakfast room table and ate a piece of chocolate, that I was actually saving for myself. He's ok too.
4. I took an hour for a serious ride and fell off my bike. I'm fine. Well I have a little "road rash" on my thigh and cheek. Bob says no one will mess with me for awhile.
So, I guess that's about it. You'll have to excuse me while I fill my glass again. Evaporation is a bitch.
