Mr. Right

I'm tickled pink. Don't know why. Just happier than a pig in the poo.
Maybe it's because Rick Perry was at my church on Sunday. He didn't say anything, he just stood up and waved to the crowd. I loved him being there though. it was like knowing that your cheering for the right side. I'm sure the democrats candidate Bill White has minions that feel that same way when Mr. White goes to an opening of an abortion clinic or a cat sacrifice. "Man I'm glad I'm following this guy! More like Bill Right if you ask me."

Maybe its because I'm working out again and I feel better than I have in a few years. I'm actually growing chest hair. Apparently, and I did not know this, if you are a man and you turn into a gelatinous blob, you will actually turn into a woman in her late 50's battling with late stage menopause. (Explains why up until recently I had hot flashes....... and sensitive sagging breasts.)

Maybe its because I'm doing a job I love again. Well not right now, but right after I post this. I had a dear friend tell me that he could hear in my voice that I was enjoying my job. I can sum up the transition from the old job to the new one in one word really: Peace. I haven't had that in a long time.

Maybe it's because I feel funny again. (Not evidenced in this particular blog posting. )

More to come. ;)