happy days

Have I told you how awesome you are? I mean...you people really are the best. Thank you so much for all of your kind words and commiserating and prayers yesterday. You have no idea (or maybe you do!) how encouraging it is to spend the whole day getting a steady flow of kind words and promises of prayers and hope via email notifications...I mean, it made it really hard to stay in a bad mood. So thanks a lot. ;)

In all seriousness, yesterday was actually a great day. I wrote yesterday's post on Tuesday night when the emotions from the doctor's visit were still raw...but I am thankful that by Wednesday morning, most of the sadness and anger had really washed away and then yall were all so nice...it was a great day, truly! 

For one, I knew I'd be having lunch with my bestie Elizabeth who is in town for a conference this week. Very few people on earth make me laugh as much as she does, so the promise of lunch and an hour of conversation with her basically made my whole day awesome. And then we ate at Trappeze and I had the BEST SANDWICH OF MY LIFE EVER, people. FOR SERIOUS. Let me tell you about it. It was a 'veggie reuben' and here's the description from the menu:   on Luna Marble Rye // house-made marinated cabbage // swiss // avocado // tomato // spinach // horseradish russian

Maybe it sounds weird, but it was like the most amazing thing I've ever put in my mouth. I would have taken a picture, but I was too busy dying of happiness. So sorry. Anyways, if any of you are in Athens/might ever come to Athens/want to come meet me in Athens...then we're going to Trappeze and I'm eating this again. I might go back tomorrow, actually. Would that be wrong? It's veggies, right? HEALTHY! (please don't think about the pound of Belgian fries on the side. Those are also to die for.)

No pics of food, but we snapped a picture or 3 before we had to head back to our jobs:

 If we look a bit bedraggled, it's because it was 284028 degrees outside and we had to walk (40 yards) to Trappeze AND BACK. I know. The humanity.

With such a happy lunch hour, the rest of my day was bound to be great BUT THEN IT GOT GREATER!! Diana collects empty Starbucks bags (did you know that you can take them to Sbux and exchange them for a free cup of coffee-- hot or iced?) and every once in awhile she'll call down and be like STARBUCKS- FREE COFFEE- RIGHT NOW!! and who am I to say no to that? 

So we moseyed down to Starbucks and got our free coffees and snapped a pic before we headed back to work:

Well, Diana snapped a pic. I stole it off her Instagram, obviously. Do you like how I've basically stolen Matt's sunglasses and claim them as my own now? He never saw it coming. It's just that they're gold and today I was wearing ALL THE GOLD (like, I couldn't stop putting on gold stuff this morning. It's the pirate in me!) and so obviously I needed gold glasses, too.

Matt said I was more leprechaun than pirate, but obviously he's wrong (and just swayed by my green shirt). Although when it comes down to it, there are a lot of similarities between leprechauns and pirates (love of gold, propensity to steal, trickery...), I fall firmly in the camp of PIRATE because a) I'm tan, b) I'm tall, and c) I like rum way better than whatever they drink in Ireland (whiskey? Guinness?). So clearly I'm Team Pirate, but nice try, Mattie.

I think I've digressed.

The rest of work was great. When we got home from work, we discovered that someone had MOWED OUR ENTIRE LAWN for us. I kid you not (and it's NOT a small lawn...almost an acre of grass). I immediately suspected my too-kind next door neighbors, and texted to find out if I was right. I was. She'd seen us yesterday evening unsuccessfully struggling with our lawn mower-- for some reason it wouldn't start (not the battery, not out of gas). Matt worked on it for awhile, but no luck. Our back-up lawn mower (a push mower) is also broken. This meant we couldn't cut the grass...and what with all the rain lately, it was lookin' a hot mess. So she decided to do it for us, without our knowledge, today. Can you believe it? Let's not forget that it was 1893098 degrees today AND SHE HAS A 2-MONTH OLD BABY! But she decided to mow our entire freakin yard. I was blown away. We have someone coming to pick up our mower tomorrow (since it's a huge riding mower, we can't take it anywhere ourselves...bah) and fix it, but I am trying to think of a good way to pay forward her kindness. Seriously, yall. That was no 5-second act of kindness. That was hours of awful sweaty nastiness. I just can't believe it.

I went to the gym (TOO HOT TO BE OUTSIDE) and had one of my best runs ever, managed to talk Matt into having cereal for dinner (personal favorite thing ever)...all in all, a great day. OH- and my SIL texted me this picture of my sweet baby Carley:

 

...and if you don't think that's the cutest thing ever, then I don't think you have a soul. I DIE!!!!! And this weekend I get to see her and hold her and squeeze her cute little cheeks and I'm only just a litttttle excited, if you can't tell.

So anyway. Sorry for the randomness, but I was very happy to follow a fairly crappy day with a great one, and I wanted to make sure the good day got its fair share of press. With that, I'm off to dominate the rest of the week...because that's what pirates do. When they're not laying on the beach, I mean. Ugh. How many weeks til vacation?!??!?!!