pie heals all wounds

Today was one of those days. Where things just seem to fall into place and a warm feeling you can't quite put your finger on rushes through you.

It started out sort of bad. I had a shouting match over the phone with someone who accused me of trying to manipulate a situation (something I most definitely didn't do.) But even with a lingering bout of laryngitis, I was able to get my point across clearly enough to win the argument. From there, everything seemed to go in my favor. I didn't even notice as it was happening, but a good day was in the making.

The sun warmed my face as five little piggies greeted me when I brought them their breakfast. Five little flattened snouts wiggling at me as if I was their favorite human on earth. Five little tails wagging as I poured their food into their tray. They even let me pet them as they ate. It's amazing how something so simple will warm your heart and put a smile on your face.

Then as the sun went down, I cooked a simple dinner and baked an elaborate pie for dessert. I decided it would be a celebration of sorts. You know, just me saying thanks for a day that didn't suck. A day where spilling kerosine on myself was the low point and the high point was not setting myself on fire.

And let's face it. That's a pretty good day all in all.

Until the next time...I'll be looking forward to Tuesday.

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Posted on January 7, 2013 .