Good Vibes Thread

[KnottedYet]

I'm grateful I haven't snapped at the woman who is obsesessed with me. From her behaviour it appears she has a crush on me, but she expresses it in very negative ways.

I'm grateful I can remember what it was like to be living in denial of my orientation, and can scrape up some pity for her and her actions. (but lawrd, it's tough to stay calm)

[OakLeaf]

I'm grateful to the car drivers who didn't flatten me when I had a little tip-over today in a very bad spot. And I'm grateful that neither self nor bike got more than scuffed.

[redrhodie]

I'm grateful for the pierogis I made yesterday, but boy, I feel tired today. There are carbs, and there are CARBS, and they're definitely the latter type.

I'm glad Oakleaf wasn't smushed by that car.

[JennyPi]

I am greatful that my 3-day long cramp fest is over, as well as my spliting 2-day long migrane. It was a rough weekend.

[Zen]

I am greatful that my 3-day long cramp fest is over, as well as my spliting 2-day long migrane. It was a rough weekend.

I haven't gone to a good old-fashioned cramp fest in a long time and grateful for that!

[crazycanuck]

NMMMMMMEMMMMMM....*drool* Perogies..

I think i could only eat one as i realize how fattening the ones my aunt makes are

mmmm..just one..Perhaps when we're in Canada i'll try one..mmmmmm..

[Trek420]

Since I've moved here my back gate has had a padlock secured to a bolt with a chain. That just keeps honest people honest, as the saying goes. Which meant when I get home I park the car, say "hi" through the gate to the mutt, then walk around to the front.

This caused Mae to whine "where'd she go? She was just here"

I'm grateful for my new back gate lock. Now I can walk right in the back door. And so's Mae.

[OakLeaf]

I'm so grateful to be home in springtime.

For the scent of my apple tree blooming and the sound of the bees buzzing all around it. For the smell of the soil and new-mown grass. The sound of the house wrens singing their tiny little heads off from their nest in my clothesline. The barred owl hooting its hoo-wah call last night - first time I'd heard a barred here in years, since the West Nile virus decimated all the raptors. For the treasure trove of morels I found the other day. The delicate green of trees budding new leaves. The sound of little streams running, frogs peeping. Dogwoods and daffodils, May-apples and Jack-in-the-pulpit.

Thank you, thank you, thank you to everything and everyone that allows me to be here now.