random signs that there is a god

it is such a beautiful day out. the wind is dancing amongst all of our neighborhood trees. we have a nest of baby birds in one of the trees in our yard and they have been chirppy all day. on a day like today i am reminded with each cold gust of wind all that god is. (and before we go any further, i don't think god minds if i capitalize or not. we've talked about it and i'm pretty sure he has bigger fish to fry.)

sammy has been my constant companion all day. laying his warm body next to me, on my lap, etc whether i am sitting here in bed blogging or on the couch going through the coupons. he's usually so busy and scatter-brained that to get him to sit still for 5 minutes is unreal. but today he's just a cuddle-bug. and i get to reap in the benefits of how much heat all 14 lbs of him gives off.

i went to both target and trader joe's today. does it get any better than that??

at trader joe's i purchased their single most delectable item. havarti cheese. do you like cheese? do you like heaven? then you must try this cheese and i dare you to tell me it is not the single yummiest food ever. i tore a corner off (it comes in a big square chunk) and the minute i tasted it i thought, 'god does exist. and he is even in this cheese i am eating this very second.'

and just in case you needed proof that god has a sense of humor...yesterday ben and i were at bake n broil. if you are ever in long beach, go to bake n broil. every single thing they make is amazing. every. single. thing. so we are stuffing ourselves silly and i mention off-handedly (how else would i mention it?) that bake n broil makes bulimia seem like a good diet option because you can enjoy all of the sheer divinity that is the food and then get rid of it easily.

oh, of course i was kidding!

BUT. this morning. and i mean EARLY this morning. i woke up with a stomach ache unlike any other. and, to keep this short and sweet, had about an hour and a half long stomach flu. and as i walked out of the bathroom for the last time, i thought, 'well played, god. touche.' it was odd to feel so very close to him at a time like that. but who else?? i had to open my stupid mouth about throwing up and 12 hours later... (no pun intended. no really. no seriously. ok, maybe a little..)

so if you feel like peering into the window of my life today, it will look like this:

cats
cheese
husb
freshly folded laundry
peace
and
love

amen