Where we could live...

In this land, where things come true, I would like to think you were too. We could sing real loud the songs that we like. You could play the guitar, under the super bright moonlight. I’d eat cereal for breakfast, lunch and dinner. And you’d have meat 10 times a day. We’d lay in the sand and magically float off into the sharkless beach. We’d read books and even get Entertainment Weeklies. We’d play thumb war and cards and backgammon too. And if I win every single time, we’d still giggle like we do. But if I got sad, which I do every now and then. You’d give me a grin, a note or a hug and I’d return to our happy land.

Blessed? Is that what we're saying these days.

While trying to figure out how to get access into my Sprint account on the internet, I ended up using their online customer service where you can just "talk" to someone in an Instant Message. As we were ending our conversation she said, "Have a Blessed Day!"

Really?! Is that what we're saying now. Not have a good day, great day, sunny, happy, lovely, insert cheery adjective in here day. But blessed. I couldn't believe it. So much so that I actually had to blog about it.