Life is good. Life is simple.

Today we woke up semi-early and took Stacie’s car to the dealer. Her blinker was out and she hadn’t had any service performed in quite a while, so we played catch-up. The car is over 6 years old and barely has 30k miles on it. It’s not a Toyota (which, granted, I knew going into the relationship), but it’s entirely paid off. Here’s hoping the little Jetta can have a long and useful life.

We went to Panera Bread for lunch a little before noon. There were two familes with young children talking. One kid was nuts and couldn’t sit still. The Smokehouse Turkey is good.

Came home and cut the jungle in the backyard. There were a few blades of grass that easily topped 1 foot long. After it was cut, edged, raked, and watered down, it was very satisfying.

We picked up the car from the dealer and brought home some El Taco. Stacie had a tasty margarita and I made a cherry Coke. We watched the movie Invincible, which isn’t very new, but it was a feel good story.

And finally as I’m about to retire to bed, I must say, life is good.

Or maybe it’s my allergy decongestants that I had to sign for at the drug store. I’m not sure what’s in them that they’re afraid people will use for drug related purposes, but maybe it makes you happy and optimistic. UPDATE: It’s called pseudoephedrine, and it’s similar in structure to amphetamines, so people use it to make methamphetamines. According to wikipedia methamphetamines “stimulate the mesolimbic reward pathway, causing euphoria and excitement.” I’m sure Denise can provide more exciting trivia about my drug use.

Have a merry day everybody.