never a dull moment

This morning I had a perfect moment. Maranatha, your call patched me up. The whole household united in celebration. My internet even turned smitten and decided to work for five minutes so I could post a blog. You are my Christmas time. I'm afraid without your fountain of youth I would slip into mediocrity fast, but reading about your quick thinking and rising to the occasion inspires me to keep picking away at my prison and with a little more enthusiasm. Here's to you, you big, wonderful discovery of mine. They wonder when they will get to meet the girl that lives in my eyes.