Happy dance!

The sun is out for the second day in a row. To say I'm thrilled is the understatement of the weeks-old year. I've got a planned class at my gym in an hour, but after that the great outdoors will be all mine. Even if it's something as simple as sitting outside with my coffee later, this girl is longing for some topical vitamin d. The big glowing orb poked it's face out after my morning run yesterday, of course, but even the little bit I managed to steal after buying my new phone was sweet. Watching the sunset over the Olympics on my way to dinner with friends was this close to perfect. After all the gray, you really learn to appreciate whatever daylight you can steal.

F1 and F2 don't seem much fazed by this lack of light. They're both curled up at the foot of my bed, already staking their claim on my brand new comforter. They're both facing the same direction, oddly enough. They're warm, well fed, and hopefully happy. Kind of like I am on this cold and clear Sunday morning.

In other non-solar news....my beloved little pink phone is no more. It met it's unfortunate end in my gym bag Thursday morning when it went for a swim in 2 inches of stupid leaking water bottle liquid. Amazingly, after I let it dry out for 24 hours it would turn on and somewhat function, but I knew it was just a matter of time before the water bubble forming a halo around Rachel Maddow's face corroded the rest of the screen. So yesterday I nipped the inevitable in the bud and bought myself a new toy. I have a blackberry curve in 'sunset', oddly fitting for this girl, I think. So far, I like it a lot, but we'll see if it stands the test of time. Hopefully I can keep from dropping this one as much as the razr tended to bounce. The only thing I don't like about it? It's not pink!

So off I go, to savor my first cup of coffee and then get my butt kicked by the crazy russian trainer at my gym. Is it weird that I'm sort of looking forward to the impending ass whooping?

Enjoy your Sunday!