I have meant to bring the book into work for two days now, but every morning has me so half-awake that it’s still sitting on my coffee table.Â You know, where I NEVER EVER WRITE.
So I’m going to try and do this one by memory.
It’s been a murderous
day week month(s) here at work, so I often become very disheartened.Â You can also replace disheartened with “exhausted”, “cranky”, “evil”, and “bitchy”.Â It’s not uncommon for me to see a fresh, empty text box when I open up the “Write Post” window and want to just pour all of that into here.Â But I know that can be a bit tiresome to read.Â And, you know, I’m really NOT a negative person.Â I don’t want you guys to wonder why I just don’t give up and go lateral with some Gillettes down my oh-so-dainty wrists.
(They used to be dainty.Â Now, they are doughy.)
So instead of bitching (.. anymore), I’m going to give a list of THINGS THAT MAKE SARAH HAPPY. (by Sarah Brown.)
- Autumn weather.Â Which, technically, has NOT arrived yet; we’re still a good 10 degrees higher than we should be.Â This just means there are more good things to come.
- Tony kicking.Â I keep expecting it to be less than miraculous, but every time I feel a foot to my belly, I get all sorts of mushy inside.
- Book Club.Â I always feel so good when I leave.Â It’s just amazing to be in that group of women, so diverse and amazing, and then go out among the world.Â
- Mabel, when I walk in the door.Â She’s deaf as a doornail, but through the years, she has perfected howling “HELLOOOOO”.Â I swear, it’s true, and it makes me laugh every time.
- Krispie Kreme.Â Which I totally indulged in last night.
- Our freshly cut lawn.
- My mother-in-law’s obsession with bringing me things with butterflies on them.Â It makes me giggle.
- Jeff Dunham, who has a new special coming on this Sunday night.
- My husband’s excitement about the baby.Â Did I mention that we had all baby items washed, assembled, and placed within 24 hours of the baby shower?
- Tony kicking.Â I know I’ve already said that, but as we speak, he’s going to town.Â I lurve it.