Saints Preserve Us!

Sweet grandmother spatula, I'm gonna lose it. All morning my skin has been itching and prickling like crazy - what the flip is going on!?

DAMNIT!!!

I suddenly realized that the shirt I was wearing is one I wore two weeks ago when I got a haircut. I'm wearing a hair shirt! This is probably why I should put things in the laundry instead of just tossing them towards the laundry: if it misses and just lands on the floor I sometimes get it confused with my clean ("clean"?) clothes. If this were the the 17th or 18th century and I were incredibly pious maybe I'd say that I was mortifying my flesh to better my soul. As I am me and it's 2009, I'm just going to spend all day twitching and grousing and using adult language until I can get home and put on a better, non-hairy shirt. Curses.

It's a Beautiful New Day (He-e-ey)

"Hey there, gorgeous!"

I can't believe how much I love spring. "Then why the heck," you may ask, "did you leave Santa Barbara where it's spring every day?" Because apparently I can't appreciate sun without rain. It has officially been spring for a while now, but today it FELT like spring. Of course, it may be raining by the time work is over - that's the great thing about Seattle, you can't really tell if it's going to be grey or sunny when you wake up. Or 10 minutes later. Or when you look out the window, look away, then look back. SURPRISE! But while it was gorgeous out I took my lunch to Golden Gardens, just 3 minutes down the road from my office, rolled the windows down and felt the breeze and watched the ocean. And now I'm in the most amazing cheerful mood! Rain doesn't depress me, I'm not sad during winter, but being out in the sun, suddenly everything is GREAT!! I want to be standing up and running and smiling and especially rocking out to happy music. Music can change my mood from bad to good and now from great to kick ass bubbly. I can't decide which happy song will be the best, so maybe a few from my "Oh, It's Happy" playlist:

Mr. Blue Sky - E.L.O
Walk Like A Man - Frankie Valley & the Four Seasons
Right Back Where We Started From - Maxine Nightingale
Die, Vampire, Die! - from Title of Show
Let My Love Open the Door - Sondre Lerche
Mama Mia - ABBA

Maybe I'll go for a run around Greenlake after work--that will only increase the happy! Tee hee! (you heard me).