Gratitude #1

All day today I've been trying to conjure up ideas at how to keep my regular, seasonal blues away.  Every year during January,  February and March I begin to drag just a bit and can't seem to find a happy thought in my head.  Then the flowers start popping out, the sun appears and happy days are here again.  I think it all begins after the holidays because, 1) it's dreary out and there's not a song to sing about White Mondays; 2) all the money was spent in December, so you're left with the feeling that not an extra penny can be spared in the following quarter; 3) cold feet, chapped hands and bloated bellies make for an unhappy countenance.

Today I've thought that instead of bemoaning my state, I'd dedicate this space to a daily gratitude exercise where I can find the humor and beauty in these long winter nights.

For instance, there was a moment today that I absolutely enjoyed: C was at school and Honey down for a (short) winter's nap.  So I pulled up a chair in my happy room (the one where the winter's sun streams in and alights on the colored glass) right in the middle of the sun's rays and read a book for 30 minutes with a bowl of ice cream.  It was perfect.

There was another moment today where Honey was showering me with kisses and giggles as I whispered in his ear and tickled his neck.  He looks so good with his haircut, which came at a dear price last night.

Oh!  And speaking of countenances, I thought mine could use a little attention.  So I broke out the wax and shaped those eyebrows up and cleared away the unwelcomed hair.  It makes me look less like a grumpy Frau and more like a summery version of myself.

'Till tomorrow!