From the Producer of "Cranky Chef" comes "Cranky Optimist"

So today is much better than yesterday. First off, the sun is shining like it wasn't completely invisible since time immemorial. YEAH, DON'T THINK I DIDN'T NOTICE, CAPTAIN CLOUDBANK. Because of that, it totally looks like Spring out, which is cruel because it won't be for months. Ah, but hope springs eternal in the gullible brain of the optimist.

Hey, I'm raging about how cheerful I am. Apparently my blog can make me gripe about ANYTHING.

Moving on. Read "The 4-Year-Old's Workday." Ah, mirth! And not at all like my workday. Except for "Staff meeting proves unproductive due to constant requests to go pee." That happens all the time.

Aw, what the heck. Here's another McSweeney's link: "Stories Ending with 'Long Story Short' That Could Actually Use Some Elaboration." This seems particularly creative to me because I can barely imagine the circumstances that would bring such stories about. You see, I have a neurosis called Concision Avoidant Personality Syndrome (or CAPS) which prevents me from skipping any detail when telling a story, no matter how minute and ultimately inconsequential. Oh, and CAPS could describe another of my neuroses - my inability to write anything without entirely-capitalized phrases. IT'S A RECOGNIZED DISEASE - DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT. (Had to be done.)

Returning to the real world, last night did a great deal to improve me mood. Hubster and I went out to Ram's Head Tavern and had delicious meals. It was still Happy Hour when we arrived and we enjoyed our $2 draft beers quite a bit. They really make some tasty ale. After dinner we just chilled at home, went over the changes we'd be making to our budget and thought a bit about future home improvement projects. We even went to bed on time and read. From books even! Sometimes feeling like a responsible adult can be so delightful.