Today, I'm in kind of a "whatever happens is gonna happen" mood. The bike will eventually get registered and things will be good again. No sense in getting so aggravated that my head explodes.
And then, on top of this, I went over to visit my nephew tonight because it's his birthday. I walk in, round the corner and *BAM* - I'm blasted in the face with Silly String. As I'm trying to peel the stuff off of my face and out of my hair, I hear the excited cackling from both him and my niece, as they go running down the hall. And it hits me; life isn't always perfect...
...but times like this are pretty great.
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