Wake Up Laughing

Last night there were stars scattered across our bedroom ceiling sky thanks to a star projector Rory found on clearance. It brought such magic to her eyes and I always wanted to see it go and go and go until she created her own little place. We made wishes on those manufactured stars, still power in manifesting your own destiny, hey? Side by side, she and I held our index fingers up to the illuminated night sky, waiting patiently for fairies to land on them and sprinkle a little of their magic onto us.

We started the day with tickles, laughter, and silly antics. I sometimes cherish that goofy fog of the morning. Currently I'm writing little pieces of lots of things, Rory and Sook are painting and we are listening to my sunshine playlist on Spotify; complete with Carole King, Martina McBride, Chamillionaire, Lenka, and Florence + The Machine. We have diverse tastes around here, which I think is a result of both R and my dad working and owning (respectively) music stores. (Hey, remember those?!)

It is Monday! Yay for a weekend of productiveness and play, friends and family sharing playoff football games, rousing rounds of Chutes and Ladders, Sour Patch Line Ups (Um, have you tried those? Amazing. Completely worth a paleo cheat), connecting, good talks about everything that is real. Yay for seeing Pink in concert tonight (Eeeep! I'm ecstatic. Her show sold out in 3 minutes when it first went on sale. She was originally supposed to play back in October, but it has been rescheduled for tonight. I surprised Roar with tickets for Christmas!) Yay for life lengthening medication in my cupboard. (Grateful, grateful I have access to it. I never want to take that fact for granted.) Yay for coffee with organic raw honey and coconut milk. Yay for this year, this month, this week this day, stretched out before us laden with possibility.