What’s up with that? I was literally knocked back into my place yesterday. This morning I’m singing (albeit badly what with the sore throat – if it’s not my stomach it’s a head cold.) and dancing around. All smiles and sunshine.

And that’s *after* finding out I cost myself a haircut and auburn dye.

What is it about being knocked in my place that makes me so friggin’ happy?

Bubbles and sunshine! Really!!!! *bouncie*