My Mood Has Improved, Kinda

I fell much better now. I'm going to try to get back to that "Perky" Meghan I talked about a few weeks ago.

The boys moods have improved drastically, mine is getting there, slowly but surely. The morning was spent with Dylan pushing EVERY button he could possibly think to push.

"Dylan, don't dump out the Lincoln Logs" Response: Dylan opens the box, puts his hand in and swishes it around to make a boat load of noise, all the while looking at me and grinning.

"Dylan, you can not have (another) PopTart" Response: Dylan crinkles the wrapper, looks at me with mischievous grin and says "I'll open it myself" followed by another mischievous grin.

SO, we got out of the house & went to Target and Trader Joe's. If those two things can't improve my mood, then nothing could. Just standing in Trader Joe's and looking at the cheese case was enough to catapult me into happiness. YUM-O.

Then, a few other things helped to pull me out of the "Pit of Despair", they are as follows:

This post reminded me how I SHOULD feel about them.

This post just made me laugh. And laugh, and laugh and laugh. And keep laughing every time I think about it. All the laughing more often than not aggravates the hacking cough that I've developed, but it's well worth it. Well. Worth. It.

Pioneer Woman posted another chapter to her Marlboro Man saga. If one of you would volunteer to babysit the night the movie opens, I'd much appreciate it. You can find it here.

Dylan keeps doing his "Giant Monkey" (aka Gorilla) impression from the zoo yesterday. I'm trying to convince him to let me tape it. In the meantime, take my word for it, it's cute. As is the fact that he calls Gorilla's "Giant Monkeys."

I saw snow today. Real snow. In the mountains in the distance. I did. I swear. It was awesome.

Then, Dylan wanted to hold the baby. And I was really reminded of why I keep them around.