Three reasons why I'm jittering for joy. In order of importance:
ONE: My friend Michelle came through her surgery for cancer in stupendous shape. She believes in power of prayer, and so do I. So if you have a spare prayer, please send it her way. Think: good lymph nodes.
TWO: I found this nifty pencil holder at a weekend yard-sale. The drawings all around the cube remind me of my character Jeremiah and his South Dakota farm. It makes me smile, well worth the 50 cent investment.
Hope you have reason to dance. Peace...