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Flowers make me smile. My sister thinks the whole gardening thing is a waste of time. I couldn't disagree more. Working in the yard is something that I really enjoy. I haven't always though. It's a recent thing. Walking outside and seeing how big the flowers are, or spotting new blooms, creates a happy feeling that I can't exactly describe. I'm still pretty clueless on plants and what they are named or where to plant certain ones, but I'm learning. I am still in shock over the tree that I bought my mom for mothers day a few years ago. I was almost certain that it didn't survive the winter. Branches were snapping off and almost a third of it turned grey. It's bigger and fuller than it's ever been, though.

Getting over a sickness. I feel guilty because people around me seem to have the same thing and they are STILL not feeling well. I think a swift kick to the derriere is in order if they can't get their immune systems in check, stat.

One day off tomorrow and then six straight days. So excited. (<-- insert sarcasm)

Amazing lunch today. Moments like that I cherish and hold onto for always. People can roll their eyes, but it's the little things in life. The moments that seem inconsequential where nothing is really happening ... those are the things that help us through rough times.