Best. Day. Ever

Impossibly and wonderfully short first “thing” of the day. Winner winner, ham and turkey dinner.

Then I ran to Bux. My favorite barista told me how great I looked and asked “my number now.”

Now, we’ve had this ongoing thing where she will ask me how much weight I’ve lost. I use my highest number as a baseline.

I thought for a second and said “76.”

Before I could do the math, though, another barista yelled out, “Her number is 1-800-BABE!”


They congratulated me and we all went about our day.

Then I walked outside and found a lucky penny on the ground. Heads side was up.

Good to see you, Abe. I already knew it was a good day, but it was good to have the confirmation.

I love this day.

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