Tuesday, 06 April 2010 -- Day 107 (120)

Tonight is the night I start to think happy thoughts, and if I do maybe Tinkerbell will come and sprinkle pixie dust so I can fly to NeverLand. Okay, maybe that was a little over-the-top, and others will be wondering what I'm on. What I'm on right now is a positive trip to find the good times in my life. And the first thought that came to mind was a nickname Mom's cousin from California gave me when I was a little girl. She called me Bubbles, not b/c she saw in me a future stripper, but b/c I was always giggling and full of energy. Please, dear followers and readers, don't torture me w/ this newly-found, potentially-framing information, but I'm going to work on bringing Bubbles back. I'm going to laugh long and loud and do so unashamedly. If we're supposed to dance like no one is watching then we should laugh like we mean it, and not the little nasal snicker or the tongue-in-the-teeth, tsst, or the short foghorn blast. I'm talking belly bellowing that brings tears to my eyes. My best happy thoughts are my daughters. I've loved every part of being their mother from pregnancy to the terrible-two's to the tweenie years to the teens and to whatever tomorrow brings. Mom loved being a mom........me too!