blue sky

Things are looking up.

Just to change the most recent post, I thought I'd share a little act of Drake.

We were sitting at the table together, me on my laptop, Drake coloring in one of my notebooks. He noticed the spiral binding on the spine and started feeding his crayons through. To his delight, they'd slide right on through and onto the floor - plop!
Yay! Yay! Yay!" he shouted bouncing around in the chair. He'd accomplished something, he was proud and amused. I had to smile at the pile of crayons on the floor and share in his happiness.

That's the kind of joy I want to revel in on a daily basis.. little acts of accomplishment. If I tried to find something each day, I bet I could. My little buster is a good teacher.

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recipe for disaster

The vile ingredients for that would be a money funk and the general holiday stress. My head is kind of all over the place lately. I wish I had something brilliant to fill your heads with, but I do not. My own head is much too full.

The weather is cold, just how I've wanted it for so long.

Highlight of my day today? A dressed-up Santa on the side of the road at the plant nursery waving as cars passed. I waved back and smiled, so did he. I think I wanted to pull over, hop out of my car frantically, and dump my chaotic mess of a head onto him. Then maybe give him a giant hug.

That entree would be desperation, with a dash of loneliness.

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