It's a great day to be alive!

I just got back from lunch. It’s an absolutely beautiful day! 71°, sunny skies, mown grass and flowers smelling wonderful! Here comes spring.

I’m healthy and happy, in love with my man, I have a full belly and am gainfully employed at a job I love.

All is well, all is well, and all manner o’ things be well!

But, but … I like Specled Lima Beans

Tell me about it! In addition to it being a nice day, I have two large meat lovers pizzas coming! In about 40 minutes this day is going to get a lot better!

I’m out of work in like 30 minutes.

It’s 54 degrees out, there’s air in the tires, and I’m going on a bike ride with SHORTS ON.

I’m already 3-1 against the point spread on basketball games today.

I got me a drop top, and if I hit the switch, I can make the ass drop. Had to stop at a red light, looking in my mirror not a jacker in sight.

I gotta say. . .it’s looking like a good day.

I’m the middle of a friggen blizzard, and I’m hungover.

Bite. me.

It’s a gorgeous day in Baltimore. The sun is shining and the temperature’s mighty fair.

My size 8 skirt is so loose, I know I could fit a size 6.

I’ve got an (long overdue) appointment at the salon with my stylist this evening.

The Marriott fucked something up, but I called them, kicked some ass and they’re making it right and then some.

I love my husband and kids so much that it hurts to think about it.

UrbanChic, feelin’ alllright.

Ah, shut yer yap, unless ya wanna poke in th’ beezer.

I’m lookin’ at the same sky as Dolores, my daughter is here with me at work, we’re leaving early and will hop into a ragtop to enjoy this perfect day.

We are enjoying Life, it’s ownself.

Things are looking up. Due to the blizzard, the office is closing at three, so a nap is in my near future. On the downside, the University of Minnesota mens basketball team choked.

Lets change the bite me request to a nibble.

I’m glad things are looking up a bit, NC. You can smirk at me when you have 75 degree summer days and I’m drowning in a sea of sweat in August. :smiley:

but it’s a dry heat. :smiley:

I just came in from pruning back all the roses I could find in my yard. Some were mostly dead, but a few should be quite lovely. I wore gloves, but both arms got scratched. The sun was shining, there was a bit of a breeze, and we’re finally getting seasonal temperatures. Oh yeah - and some of the forsythia are starting to bloom!!!

I’m dying to get started with other yard work, but we’re borrowing my mom’s chipper/mulcher next weekend, so I’ll put off most projects till then. It’s Friday, my sweetie’s on the way home, and life is good.

Air kisses all around!

We all woke up this morning and our feet hit the floor…could always be worse…Finally got a call about the new house, should be a done deal in a couple of weeks. The kids are healthy, the refrigerator is full, steaks are fixin’ to go on the broiler…did I mention the kids are in the middle of the living room with their coloring books with a pile of crayons about a foot tall a two foot square at the base…great day

I got a new job, starting Wednesday. Only two more days at my old job left.

My almost-two-month-old daughter smiles for me, sort of. (My boys are being a pain in the ass, but even that’s good.)

My band’s got a gig next month. We’re going to do some recording soon, too.

I just grilled some steaks and had a baked potato swimming in butter with it.

Now, if I could just hear of some deliciously karmic schadenfruede, that would be really cool.