This morning, I found a butterscotch candy in my coatpocket. On the bus-ride to work, I saw a janitor twirling his broom as if it were a martial arts staff.

I hope it's that sort of day. Yesterday was blech. The day before that, though, I stalked a giant green dragonfly, stared into the sun until tears streamed down my cheeks, climbed on top of our Very Steep Roof without dying, and was a passenger on the Extremely Unfortunate Bus.

What sort of day have you been having?