a little bling

    I have had many teachers in my life.  Some have taught me to read; others, to cope; others, to do my makeup.  But all have been united in one common lesson plan: be grateful.

So.

When I opened up the window on Saturday and it was snowing and I was snuggled, I took a moment and was grateful down to my toes. (After all, I am a good student.)

God must have gotten my message.  

The snow turned to glitter in the afternoon and soon instead of mud and mess, my yard sparkled.  My eyelashes glistened as I walked the dog. My breath outside was the sophisticated exhale of a 1940's movie star.

There is nothing like a little bling to make a girl's day.


(okay, I was wearing cow colored flannels and big boots, but the sparkle was divine!)

Everyday miracles in 2 degrees.