Loving Life

Here is why I love my life. In the last 3 days I have:

• made cupcakes.
• eaten cupcakes.
• gone to a birthday party.
• climbed a mountain full of teenagers, who were camping out in tents.
• ridden a boat (catamaran) across the river.
• had tea (and more cupcakes) with friends.
• gambled for sweets with old Spaniards.
• gone out for pizza.
• had beers and good conversations with a friend.
• stayed out past midnight on a Sunday night.
• painted a picture, while sitting in the plaza in front of the cathedral.
• been complimented by a young Spanish boy on my drawing abilities. (Which may also have been the first time in my life that I have ever been complimented on my drawing abilities.)
• darkened my tan. (as evidenced by the line from my watch... oh, and by my farmer's tan.)
• played card games, colored, and laughed with 9 year old girls.
• gone for walks with no destination.
• gotten paid. Twice.

And I still have one more day of weekend left.  Now do you see why I can't come home yet??
Oh, and PS, I am going to Switzerland next weekend. Somebody pinch me... am I dreaming?

My painting. A field of amapolas.