Happy

Working on a lengthy post about the Big Day, but for now just want to post about my general mood the past two days:

Happy.

:D




I was happy as soon as I finally got out of boy mode for the final time.

I was happy while I was getting my hair done.

I was happy when I saw what a wonderful job my stylist did.

I was happy when I went to bed.

And amazingly, I was happy when I woke up.

Here is photographic evidence, taken around 7:00 AM or so Friday morning:

I know I look less than stellar: my eyes are puffy, my hair is a mess, and I am barely ambulatory… but I am smiling. :c)

If ever there was proof of how happy I am, you are looking at it!

More to follow soon!

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I knew instantly what I wanted to call this post - and what song would go with it. 

While I adore the Beatles, I also love the Stones as well. I have a special fondness for Keith's songs; his voice is endearingly ragged, but it is the vulnerability  that most appeals to me.

And one more, from 1978's Some Girls: 

I love the defiance and determination of this one. :D And good grief, is Charlie Watts an incredible drummer!!! :-p