You know that feeling, that good good feeling, of summertime driving with the windows down while a great song plays on the radio? When it just feels nice to put your foot on the pedal and hang your arm out the window? When driving just feels good. It's a different feeling than accepting an ice cream cone dipped in sprinkles, or waking up to see the sun. Those are good things too, but it's a different feeling. The driving one is an easy kind of good. An everything-feels-right-in-the-entire-world kind of good.

My whole week felt like that.I'm not sure when the switch flipped, but everything just fell together in the most perfect way this week and the whole damn thing was the driving-with-the-windows-down variety of awesome.

And then Saturday happened, and I drank coffee outside while the dogs chased each other across the yard. I slowly caught up on my New Years Resolution (I'm in Daniel, now) and I cleaned my house before 8:30AM. And if there is anything better than summertime driving, well, I found it on Saturday. It's been a good week for me and while I feel like I should knock on wood like crazy before saying this, it just feels like everything is coming together. All of it.

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I guess the best way to kick off a new week is by wrapping up the one previous to in in the most exceptional way. Which, I did.

With these little turkeys.