a glass half-full......

ok, so today.....the 49th anniversary of the day in 1956 that sylvia plath met ted hughes.......i have enjoyed several pleasures......i stopped for an egg mcmuffin on the way to work.....i waved goodbye to an annoying workmate......i savored a nap in the sunshine of my bedroom's loveseat...picked daffodils in the sunny secluded area behidn the house...i got a call from my friend gail.....who always remembers my birthday....and we talked nearly an hour about life in general....i was so appreciative to discover that i am not the only mother whose children accuse her of trying to relive her life through them.....wow...this is huge....i thought i was the only one........and now we are almost ready to sit down to roast pork and mashed potatoes and sweet/sour red cabbage........and life is good........of course....i have now 364 days in which to reform all of my decadent habits...lose 15 pounds......do upper body strengthening....read war and peace.....the whole enchillada...so that at 50 i can be....well......as bountiful a 50 year old as possible..........but i will consider those aims just like scarlett ohara.......something to worry about tomorrow......my today is just about perfect.......