You're welcome, Mr. You

It was a great snowy morning today.
Lots and lots of snow.

And in the snow (oh, I love snow), some sunshine.

I pulled up to a traffic light and noticed a very cool car to my right. And a fairly nice looking guy in his 30's at the wheel. I thought I saw him look over at me but assumed I was mistaken.

But, I looked over.

And he mouthed something to me.

"Marry Me."?
"You are hot."?
"I've been looking for you everywhere. Where have you been all my life?"?

I couldn't tell.
And so I rolled down my passenger window.
He did the same.
(well, it was HIS driver side window, but the flow just was better saying "he did the same", even though he technically didn't...it's all about the flow, you know.)

"What did you say?" I asked.

"You're right," he told me.
"Life really is good, isn't it?"

"Yep, it sure is," I exclaimed.

"Thanks for the reminder," he said as he drove away.
I don't know his name and I didn't get to say "you're welcome".

I get teased a lot for my silly affirmation license plate.
It says LYFSGUD.
(That's "Life's good" for those of you trying to figure that out.)
Truth be told, I got the car the summer of '07 after my little heart got broken. And life was anything BUT.
And the plate was cheaper than therapy.
And so I tested out the theory that if you tell yourself something long enough, you'll eventually start to believe it.

And it worked.

And once you really believe something...
REALLY believe it...
It IS.

Now, I do not mean to say that everything in my life is perfect.
Are there things I would change?
Sure.
Are there things I wish were different?
Yep.
Do I have room for improvement?
Uh-huh.
But will life get even better?
Absolutely.

After my traffic light "encounter", I went over to KSL to tape a radio program (it will air Sunday) and when asked what my resolutions were for 2009, I said something akin to:
"I don't have any.* I'm not going to have any. I'm just excited for 2009. I feel like I'm getting ready to meet a new friend. And I want to just enjoy it."

Life's good.
It is.
Thank YOU for appreciating it, Mr. You.
And for reminding me to appreciate it too.

(*okay, so I might have a couple of "objectives"...but...)