Every little thing is gonna be alright....

I left Seb's class this afternoon and walked down the same hall he uses to get to and from class, the restroom, and the drinking fountain on days he forgets his water bottle at home. I pushed open the double-doors and gabbed with my fellow volunteer mom about the lesson and how fun it was for the kids.

I was so happy.

See, I just finished teaching his class about Norman Rockwell and Marjorie Phillips and like usual before I engage in any sort of public speaking, I had butterflies engaging in games of Tug o' War and Red Rover in my stomach. I even asked Bobby if you wouldn't mind taking my place this time since you love Rockwell so much and the kids would love your enthusiasm! Hmph. Not a chance.

His loss. 'Cause see, it went really well. It always does. You'd think I would learn that by now - the unnecessary stress I bestow upon myself is for nothing if not my own masochistic tendencies. In the end, I enjoy talking about art in front of his and Ethan's class. I get smiles and excitement from all the kids just by walking into the room. It's quite nice to be received that way. Even if the eagerness is only because I'm a much needed respite from the daily grind, I don't mind. In fact, I'll take it....with relish.

So that stress is gone. Whew.

Now what am I supposed to do? What else can I freak out over?

Oh yes. Let's see here....

Well, my closet is still a national disaster after 2 months, I haven't gone to the gym in a week and I feel like I've gained everything and then some back. I was doing so well, too. I am craving fatty-ass foods and I'm giving into temptation because PMS has gotten the better of me and I have no willpower right now!

Uh-oh. I'll stop now. That was slightly overdramatic and a wee bit annoying. I really just wanted to pat myself on the back for such a great class today and here I go raining on my own parade.

So let's start and end again.

It was a great day.

I had a great class and got a huge hug & kiss from my boy in front of ALL his friends.

I took up residence on cloud nine.

The End.

Love this one.

This one, too.

PS. I got an awesome CD today as a party favor from sweet little Kaleb's birthday. And I totally needed it. Because yeah. Every little thing is gonna be alright. So, so true.