pish posh

i'm smiling today, in my pink sweater. the sky isn't extravagantly blue -- it isn't even blue. it's gray -- and plain. all the leaves are falling off the trees, but there are still a few clinging tight to the branches. the yellow puff out this window that once was is baring the branches more and more -- but still, this day, i smile.
i got a new toothbrush last night. i love it. two times i have used it -- and two times i have fallen in love. there's just something awesome about a new toothbrush. i tossed out the old one with frayed bristles and worn handle. i hated to see it go -- i've had it since summer. and also with my new toothbrush, i have gotten out my old sweaters. a gray-sky-new-toothbrush-old-sweater day -- with a smile on my face!

even on gray days...