Happy Happy, Joy Joy

Boy I've been in a hole lately.

So. How about three good things, eh?

One
- I am grateful that I have a husband who loves me, who puts up with my moods and despite the fact we're like oil and water some days, he's got my back. I also have a kid who is the best thing on the face of the earth and who has, quite literally, made this whole earth a better place to live.

Two
- I am really grateful for this medium right here. This journal, my LJ friends - past and present - and the fact that when shit gets shitty, I can come and explode here. Or talk myself out of a hump here. Or wear huge yellow big-bird feathers in my hair and prance around in high heeled purple spangled sneakers, a khaki green thong and jewel encrusted pasties and none of you will look twice at me. **Twirl**

Three
- I am so fucking glad that, according to the calendar anyway, this winter is almost over. This has been one HELL of a dumpy season and I am well and truly ready to be done with it.

Wow, that helped. It must have been the jewel encrusted pasties. I need to get 'em off now though, I think they're chafing.