A Good Day

The weather has finally begun to really change here and, truthfully, I'm delighted. It's been in the 60's and sunny during the day. There's been a light breeze and it's given us the kind of weather that makes me want to sit outside on the deck and close my eyes and be a sun sponge. Of course that can't possibly last very long, since my periodic dozing is punctuated by a wet nose poking me here and there. Oh well, them's the breaks when you're a doggy mommy.

The dogs are loving the weather. They're dozing on the tops of their houses and are indescribably lazy. I love it! They look so happy. And File' has gotten to be HUGE...I'll have to post pictures of her again soon. She's tethered now (a matter of necessity since Zinger is in heat and had to be put in the heat pen where File' was living at the time.) She's adjusted like a champ.

After vacation, I stubbornly pulled out my summer clothes as soon as I got back from Tennessee. It was just too difficult to go back to wearing long sleeved shirts and closed toe shoes after I'd been exposed to the luxury of short sleeves, capris and flip-flops. I got some strange looks and more than my fair share of comments from folks at work about looking "summery" and "do you think it's warm out or something?" but I persisted and finally I'm able to smile and enjoy my cute clothes in comfort.

I pulled out one of those outfits this morning -- a black ribbed knit cap-sleeve shirt and some funky flare leg khaki slacks along with some platform wedge black sandals. Delectably feminine and sophisticated. The pants are hanging off of me (hm, lost more weight?) and my hair looks picture perfect. It's sunny out, and my current favorite song (Trying to Stop your Leaving) by Dierks Bentley is on Sirius right now. I can't help but smile.

Yes, it's going to be a good day.