It's always a good day when you don't have to get your insides man-handled by a professional from the medical establishment, am I right?
Instead, I spent my day working, then hosting the Booster Club on the porch, then, threading five hundred pounds of fruit onto wooden skewers for tomorrow night's football team dinner, and still it was a better day than yesterday.
I'm guessing tomorrow will be even better.
And that, my friends, is the power of positive thinking.
Or, all the wine consumed on the porch this evening is having an effect. Either way, much, much better day.