…lucky that my kids and I share a special gift: we both have grandparents who find nearly everything we do genius and delightful. (Well, mine did back when I was a kid!)
…happy that a friend told me that dill pickles are nearly calorie-free. Yay for dill pickles.
…confused as to why I’m growing my hair out. Looked in the mirror and I kinda hate it. But I refuse to cut it, because just once I want to have truly long hair. Have a few more inches to go before reaching truly long hair status.
…conflicted because I nearly posted “Do everything without complaining” Phil 2:14 as my facebook status. But then I didn’t, because I realized I would only be doing so as a passive-aggressive compliant against all the people whose use facebook to incessantly complain about their life. And that would just be wrong in a judgmental, circular kinda way.
…nervous because I have to speak in front of a large group of people very soon. I’m not nervous about speaking. I’m nervous about choosing an outfit. I stink at choosing outfits. (Or that could just be some transference and I really am nervous about speaking. Likely.)
…melancholy because I miss my friend Lisa who lives all the way in Japan. That’s a long way.
…hungry, because I’ve limited my diet to nothing but dill pickles. Just kiddin’.