My day was going along o.k. until I had to listen to another tirade from my husband about how the world is ripping him off. Ugh.
I promised myself that I was not going to use my new blog here to complain about my husband. And I fully intend on keeping that promise. So, let’s just say that he tends to be more pessimistic than I am. I choose to believe in the good in people. Maybe I’m naive in that regard but really, its what gets me through my day at times.
Believing in people . . . and sparkly purple toenails. That’s what I’ve got to rely on sometimes. And sometimes, when people aren’t quite doing it for me, it just comes down to “oh, hey, look, my toenails are sparkly purple and that’s happy.”
My 11 year old daughter picked out the polish that resulted in this crazy amount of sparkle. Its a result of these polishes: 
I call them my “Vegas show girl toes”. And that’s happy.
Other happy things are the fact that my horses were delighted to find that my kids had made large ponds in my arena. The horses thought these were super fun to play in.
Watching horses splash in puddles is happy. If I actually rode in my arena (rather than just turning my horses out in it), I might have been irritated that the kids made large ponds. But, since I don’t ride in it (that’s a story for another day), and the horses thought the ponds were fun, well, that’s happy.
So, there, negative thoughts from husband’s tirade . . . . BE GONE!!!!
Replaced by the happiness brought to me by sparkly purple toes, horses splashing in puddles, and a general belief that most people are o.k.
StoriLines 