Come on, get happy

Avila Pier on the morning of my birthday in early November.

I've been battling the so called "seasonal mood disorder" and thought I could pull out of it by making a holiday mix CD. My husband listened to my first version and was concerned. He declared it "melancholy." I've improved it. It seems pretty good now.

As I faced going to my annual gyno exam, I thought I'd feel better once it was behind me. Never expected to be scheduling an ultrasound for a discovered pulsating mass in my upper abdomen. Instead of feeling sad, I was freaking out a little last night. Fear & uncertainty.

What can I do besides scare the bejesus outta myself by googling abdominal aortic aneurysm? Well, I looked through recent photos I'd taken on my phone and discovered this one. It was a pretty good photo but came to life when I tweaked the colors a bit in photoshop elements. I don't know what's around the corner; could be nothing -- could be something pretty shitty. I'm going to try really hard to enjoy the days ahead.  Maybe some baking today and a walk outside. A movie?