For starters. It was 55 degrees in Chicago yesterday. If I believed in God, I would have thought he/she had something to do with the warmth and sunshine the descended upon the Great City of Chicago. I don't think I wore a coat the entire day. Do you know how rare that is for a Chicagoan with a February birthday?
Secondly, I had my husband all to myself for the entire weekend. He was kind, and generous and I don't think I felt stress for one second from Friday evening through now, Sunday afternoon.
That picture up there? That's me yesterday morning.You can't really see it, but there is a green tiara sitting atop my head. I bought the tiara at the same time I bought the red lipstick -- part of my birthday makeover. I also got a birthday haircut. (I told you I was all about makeover therapy). I had 3 inches lopped off and had bangs inserted where there used to be a swoop of dry hair. All in all, I kinda like it.
As part of the day-o-joy, I went with my mom to Target and bought what I've decided is one of the cutest trench coats in the world. I also got to go out on a real, live date with my husband. We saw "He's Just Not That Into You" and then hit Chili's for dinner.
I know, sounds like the kind of date high school sophomores go on, right? Given my husband has been consumed by writing a book for the past 6 months, actually having his full attention was like money in the bank.
Today -- the day after my birthday -- has been just as good. Not only was I able to cuddle with my husband, but I also hit a few stores and got some amazing deals ($8 for a $40 purse at Kohl's -- yeah, I bought 2).
This weekend has been -- in a word -- wonderful.
I wanted to write this blog post as evidence that I am capable of being happy and that I'm not all depression and sorrow. Between the weather, spending time with my husband and relaxing, I really can see the light at the end of the tunnel...and it's not a locomotive.