Today I'm grateful for...

There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle.
The other is as though everything is a miracle.
-Albert Einstein

Today has been simply delicious! I started my delicious day with a delicious glass of strawberry milk. It was especially strawberry-y, for I put about 2 tablespoons more nesquik than what is required. Delightful. I recommend it to all. After I got ready for the glorious day, I put a flower in my hair, and drove to work.

A terrific miracle then took place:

The light that always takes 10 years to turn green changed so quickly that I didn't even have to slow down. It was as though the light saw me coming, and decided that today, since it's so beautiful, I don't need to wait like usual. Sublime.

As I was driving down broadway, a song came on the 70s radio station that I happened to be listening to. One song that came on, I recognized, but I couldn't put my finger on where I knew it from. All I really knew was that it reminded me of my lovely mother. Miracle.

I love it when I'm reminded of my mother.

For just a moment, I had a brief case of road rage on the freeway. A moron in a huge truck cut me off like c-r-a-z-y, and almost caused a three car accident because of it. But he didn't. Miracle.

In that brief moment, I missed Rexburg so much. I missed speed limits no higher than 45, and the small town friendliness of a community that has more stop signs than stop lights. Here, on a smoky freeway packed full of speedy cars and semis, I felt so lost in the crowd. Then common realization hit me: boise is not big. In fact, there isn't a single city in Idaho that could really be considered 'big'. A city of a million people is big. A city with a metro is big. A city with a downtown the size of a 'city' is big. Boise isn't big. And I should appreciate the beauty of this gorgeous place as long as I'm here. The road rage disappeared, which was a miracle. Especially after the song 'dancing in the moonlight' came on the radio. Miracle.

Work happened. I successfully checked 40 patients in and out keeping a smile on my face. That's a miracle. And a victory. As I was getting ready to leave, I remembered I left a packet of gushers in the freezer.

Oh happy day. Blessing. (And miracle- because lets face it- Gushers are miracles.)

On my way home I saw a baby bird giving herself a bath in a small puddle of water.

It looked like such a refreshing idea, it made me want to take a nice bubble bath myself. It also made me grateful for my nice shower inside my nice apartment with nice clean water and body wash that smells like lavender. As opposed to a dirty puddle with small rocks at the bottom, and bubbles that smell of dirtiness, instead of lavender. How blessed I am to have lavender smelling body wash.

My brother and his wife are just lovely.

Even lovelier, is the fact that Nicki is pregnant.

From the moment I found out she was expecting, I was sure it was a girl. It was just one of those gut feelings. All of a sudden, I felt the need to invest in girly baby clothes in hopes of being the future favorite aunt of my beautiful little niece who would be coming into the world within the year. I bought a swimsuit. In fact, I bought this swimsuit:

I know. It's simply adorable.

...my brother called me yesterday to tell me that they're expecting a baby boy.

So now I'm in the market for a pair of these:

A boy. Rock on.

So. Now I have an adorable pink swimsuit floating around my house for the next baby girl that is born. That got me to thinking. What if I never have a baby girl? Who is going to wear that fabulously fantastic swimsuit?? The only logical conclusion I can think of is this: someone simply must have a baby girl. And soon.

Anyway, the day has been full of miracles.

- After working in this clinic for over 2 months, I am still alive.

- I get to go home to my wonderful wonderful husband.

- I think there is still ice cream in our freezer.

But even if there isn't any left, it's still a miracle, because I do not need to be eating ice cream.

But if there is some left, I will. And it will be a miracle.

Isn't it a wonderful life?