boing!

So life can bring you what you need when you need it. Last night my roommate and I had a movie night with some friends at out place, and it was SO fun. I had so desperately needed fun. We had pizza and ice cream and popcorn and I made cookies. We hung out and talked and talked for a long while and then watched Harry Potter 2, 3, and 4 (that's 7.5 hours of movie alone). I love, love, love hosting events that go so well, where friends from different circles get together and have a good time. I loved making cookies and getting silly and laughing and being playful and bouncing back out of the pit of dark sadness that I've been in for the last 3 weeks into love and light and joy. I had so little sleep last night, but the boost I got from last night has given me so much energy that I'm still bounding around cheery and happy.

Today I saw M's parents and our nephews and went to see "Ratatouille". It was a good movie that poked at a few of my hotspots, and it was good to see my nephews. After the movie we got some food and then went back to the house in Longmont. We romped with the alpacas for a while and then I played with the 7 year old on our mini trampoline by running across the room, jumping on the trampoline and bouncing off (sometimes with a mid-air twist)...BOING! Bouncing back on out of the dark pit of sadness.

And bouncing out doesn't mean there won't be more sadness, just that I'm not constantly in that deep, dark place (for now). It is so nice to feel good and to feel good about myself. I had forgotton what it was like.

I've started my traditional re-read of the entire Harry Potter series before the release of the next (and last) book. Re-reading the books has got me thinking of the time the last book was released. The last book, Half-Blood Prince, was released on my birthday 2 years ago...it was a weird birthday full of happy waiting at the bookstore until midnight for the release of the book followed by Harry Potter reading until 4am followed by waking up in the morning to learn that our 1-month old baby alpaca was dying and driving to south denver to get him and take him to the vet hospital in Ft. Collins and staying with him and mom, Angel for hours and agonizing over the decision of whether or not to euthanize him. That was a pretty crappy birthday, actually.

I'm a week away from my 30th birthday. This year, no death allowed.