Truth be told- in these cold, grey new York winter days, I find myself thinking of a few far away places. I am usually very content to bloom where I am planted- but I don't know- I really could go for a change of venue. And it's not tropical drinks and warm sand I am longing for these days... its a real change. A different flavor- Italy, New Zealand or Australia perhaps, and France. ah... to see a different sky, enjoy new flavors and be immersed in a different culture... yep. Lotsa daydreaming going on over here. Step one to get there would be to overcome my immense fear of flying and TSA agents. And then, to get about 3 weeks when we could all get away- and, oh yes, get a few grand together so we could do the whole thing the right way.... sigh. (Now it only seems MORE grey and dismal over here!) But- like I tell my boys, every time I drop them off at school- don't have a good day- make one. You've got to MAKE it. Make your happy. It'[s hard sometimes- and I dont really think its instinctual for us to do. It's kind of like a manic battle to force away the blues- but I belive with my whole heart- it is battle we are all the better for waging! So, I will drown out the sound of my little space heater that is struggling to ward off the dismal chill here with some sweet sounds from my Pandora- I'll pop a few more paper whites into their forcing jars to brighten the view on my windowsill - and I'll make myself a nice cafe mocha. I'll wrap my hands around the warm mug and maybe get lost in foreign Pinterest boards for awhile.... make it a good day. yep. I'm in- I'll fight the good fight!