happiness is...

I was in the bath this morning with my feet up against the end of the tub, near the taps and looked at my pink toenails, recently scrubbed and buffed and painted, and thought...I love my painted toenails! Look how cute! They make me happy!!!

I'd told someone yesterday I was "squishy"...when asked what I meant, I replied, "happy fluttery, butterfly tummy and zingy heart."

as opposed to "soggy".

:)

My trip to Madison kicked off a summer of fun and plans and travel. I am feeling better than I have in weeks about my personal life and better about myself than I have in years, if ever. I have dear friends in all corners of the country, and I am so lucky as to have seen many of them last weekend and will see many more in the coming months.

Those painted toes are going to get a lot of action.

They will take me one day excursions with friends and might get dipped in the cold Atlantic this weekend, if I'm lucky. They will be strolling the streets of Seattle with friends and colleagues in just 2 weeks, then picking up the pace and running in a 4th of July road race with another dear friend. Then off to the city of brotherly love, this time testing the water in a pool for the day, and taking me out on a midnight run through Philly that night. They will peek out of a fabulous pair of sandals for my 40th birthday and then will plunged into that same Atlantic Ocean, not quite so frigid this time but no less inviting. And lastly...as the summer ends, they will take me out to run, more than once, in the course of a few days to get me from the mountains, back to my beloved Atlantic.

It always come back to the ocean. That squishy feeling I mentioned??? Just drop me by the sea and it will come to me.

I wonder what color I should paint my toes next? What color does each adventure feel like?