So today I am grateful for opposable thumbs and how, when functioning properly, they are extremely useful.
Yesterday while cutting up potatoes for my dinner, I sliced my thumb. (yes...shake of the head..hurting myself again--my poor body. thank goodness it's pretty good at healing itself quickly)
Not too much damage, just a small cut really, but you know how much even small cuts can interrupt your life....especially in your thumb.
Washing my hair, zipping up a jacket, putting on my tights, opening a jar....all of these things were a bit more difficult this morning with my thumb bandaged. And don't get me started on washing my hands! I try not to get it wet so I don't have to replace the current form of protection for my small wound, but that is harder than it sounds. And I guess it's probably good that I've had to replace it often as it always seems to be red tinged every time still.....
On a less blood-centric, positive note: one of the metro train drivers was extremely chipper this morning and I almost responded out loud when he boomed over the speaker "good morning!" as I boarded the train and similarly wished us all "a very good day" as people exited. I wish he could have heard my silent thanks and reciprocated wishes for a good morning and remainder of the day. Most of the time the drivers sound tired (which they probably are), bored (which they might well be also...except I wouldn't be--I mean, they're driving a metro train all day!), or just plain don't care. I very much appreciated my happy conductor this morning. I love happy people.
Last night had peppermint custard at dairy godmother (yes that is the name of a frozen custard place here) and it was delish. I LOVE winter time flavors. Mint, peppermint, dark chocolate....a few of my favorite things! Almost makes cold of winter bearable....almost. :)
Another favorite thing: my outfit today. I actually had another outfit all planned last night, but thought of another option this morning and as I was putting all the pieces on, I got all excited. Is it strange how much I love wearing a great outfit and how happy it makes me?? not too sure....ill try to reconcile that one with my current attempt to keep my priorities/thoughts on things of eternal consequence....although: that which is of God inviteth and enticeth to do good continually; wherefore, every thing which inviteth and enticeth to do good, and to love God, and to serve him, is inspired of God. (Book of Mormon, Moroni, Chapter 7). Happy = good right?....But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, (New Testament, Galatians, Chapter 5)
Conclusion: joy = spirit = good
(ps: thank you to whoever invented warm tights...I am glad they were born on a day like today with a morning temp of 34 degrees when I get inspiration to wear a skirt)