It's January. Hate January. Like totally get super down, bummed and low in January. To make matters worse, it's been a crappy week. Details later. CA-RAP.EE
Wallow? Or find something to make yourself smile?
I chose to look around. After a run.
See that cute lady on my side?
She's the cute lady that Stacy and I had the privilege of running in. Glad someone got some pics and posted them so I could snag them. Look how happy she is! Love that feeling
One more cute pic with Brock. He's out the door on his mission, and gone for two years, but I love that kid. Like a fat boy loves cake.
My mom sent an awesome postcard. I am so happy that she gets to travel and see so many fun things while serving her mission. I joke that it isn't a mission at all, but her weekly updates show just how much work they really do. It makes me smile to see her so happy
Check it out. The dude is dead. The man attacking me is no longer a threat. Hit his jugular, heart and gut. Threat crisis eliminated.
I don't go into my favorite room often enough, but today while cleaning, I put away some things and just looking at my room, the medals, the NYY stuff just made me smile. So much emotion for such a small amount of space.
This is probably my most favorite picture of me and Chloee. Neither of us are looking at the camera, it was just a great moment of a great kiss for Mimi. Love that girl. MORE than a fat kid loves cake.
So for today, the blues have been chased away. No promises for tomorrow. In fact, let's just take it a day at a time, until February 11th and I am on a flight south.
But now, just smile.