I just wanted to share a few nice moments:

At work, we got a litter of puppies. I held them. Some of them were super freaked out and scared. Abnormally scared. Seven week old puppies should not squish themselves as low as possible and do anything they can to get away from your touch. Seven week old puppies should not be so unreceiving of affection. Usually that's indicative of a very serious behavior problem. We'll know in several more weeks if they've made progress, or if they're going to be frightening adults (we're worried about two out of the litter of six). And I don't know what will happen if some of them are the latter....

But this is supposed to be good stuff, so back to my original point --

For now, they are just babies. Warm and fuzzy, sweet babies that lick you all over when you hold them. That want to chew on your laces (except for those two we're worried about...) They wiggle, and their tiny tails wag, and they are just about the sweetest things ever. I love puppies. I wanted to take them all home. They made my whole night. Sometimes, I really really want a dog.

Homer was purring last night. He often does that. When I suddenly became aware of the sound of his soothing purring, I turned my head to see what he was doing, and he was sitting just to my left, on my desk, watching me type. Watching me and purring. What an awesome cat. Sometimes I feel so loved it makes me want to cry. In a good way. :-)

And last but certainly not least: Joe got me a Christmas present and wanted to give it to me today. So he did! He had me close my eyes and hold it, then open them. (One of my favorite gift giving processes, by the way...) And I couldn't believe it. It was a real cell from "Spongebob Squarepants." One that was actually used by Nickolodeon Studios in one of the cartoons. And for a further Christmas present, he's going to have it framed. I can't believe how cool my husband is. I can't believe he got it at work, from a guy who won it in a contest. Joe talked him into giving it up so that he could give it to me, because he knows how much I love that damn cartoon. I don't know if it makes me geeky, nerdy, silly, or just plain adorable (which is what Joe thinks, god bless him) for loving that cartoon as much as I do, but I just do. It is hysterical. I watch it all the time. It makes me happy. Part of me IS Spongebob Squarepants, I swear to god. I LOVE that show! And so Joe got me this awesome, totally unique gift. And only he would have thought of that, because only he knows me so well. I wouldn't have thought of it for myself, even. It was such a wonderful surprise, so unexpected, and so totally endearing. God I love that guy!

So I am just plain happy with life. Joe and I love each other and our kitties. Snuggling on the couch under a blanket with our kitties watching "Spongebob Squarepants" and laughing is just so us. So unique and special and loving. It's just... us. And having moments like that, that are ours alone, is what makes me happy, what makes me feel like my life is so awesome. And it is. It truly is.

Love,
Meg