Kind of. Just a string of bad luck lately.
So, I am going to write about my favorite things. Mostly to remind myself later that there are things that are good.
I like robots. A lot. I also like rocks, and puppies, and babies. I really like my husband. I like when he holds my hand when he's sleeping and he doesn't even realize he's doing it. I like Fridays, but most especially, Thursday nights--the night before all the goodness. There's such a sense of freedom there. I like seashells, the ocean, and trees. I like when my clothes smell like a campfire long after I've been around a fire. I love animals. Even when they freak me out. I don't know why, but pigs kind of freak me out. But I still love them.
I like caramel apples, Park City, and going new places. I like older homes. I like warm blankets and cushy beds. I like my husband's hair. I like Jason Mraz--a lot. Still. Since '03. I like bright colors and making random stuff go together. I like the freckles on my dog's nose. I like sunny days in winter. I like spring time.
That's all I can think of right now. Maybe I'll put more down later.