it’s the little things that make up my days. it’s the little things i remember, the little things i love, and the little things that drive me up the wall. the good, the bad, and the in between. as i mentioned before, the things we love posts became dry and overdone. i did them too often. but i didnt want to loose the little things that i love from day to day. i didnt want to over share and force myself to find something i love every week if maybe it was a week in which i was dull and boring and more negative than positive. it’s hard to force positivity all the time, especially when so much of life is also contingent on the negative. negatives push us. they affirm the positives and they quite often show us the condition of our hearts. while negativity, does make up bits of life, i just couldnt bring myself to post on and on about a negative.

insert light bulb here.

which leads to “the little things”. it’s a new series i’m introducing to the blog so get excited! or not, you know, you can not be excited too if you wish, but i’m excited and it’s not fun being left out, so get excited with me. the good, the bad, and the in between! something currently good, something currently bad, and something currently undecided.

the good: luna bars. i’m addicted. the lemon zest and the chocolate peppermint stick are the only two i’m not allergic to and frankly, i’ve had two a day for the last week or so. breakfast? yes please. afternoon snack with coffee? why certainly!

the bad: taxes. i’m sorry, i dont care how well you prepare throughout the year, tax season rolls around and suddenly your inbox and mailbox blowup with important documents. what if i throw one away by accident! what if i miss something major and end up in jail for the rest of my life. i would not do well in jail! i quote disney movies which is so not hard core and doesnt belong in jail! tax season, i wish i never had to see you again. i wish you just would go take up permanent residence on a deserted island somewhere with a little fruity umbrella drink to keep you company. far, far from me.

the in between: five hour energy. i’m not one for energy drinks. coffee is about the extent of it. and it used to be gatorade when i was in middle school and high school and played sports. i used to drink it after working out until my trainer informed me of how bad it actually can be for you if not used properly. so i went with water and called it a day. recently, when on our trip to colorado with andrew and my brother in law, they bought me a five hour energy. we were tired, we were hangry {you know, that hungry that is so hungry you become angry?}, and frankly, i think my brother in law just wanted to see me hyper. i never drank it. in fact, it’s still sitting here in the drawer of my desk. i want to drink it, really i do! it’s taunting me like that little bottle in alice and wonderland labeled “drink me”. so since i’m terrified {one, that it will taste horrible and two that i’ll pretty much light up light a christmas tree and rocket into the ceiling} i’m taking suggestions. to drink, or not to drink, that is the question!

dwell in possibility…