It's a ball-slappin' happy day!

That's what my sweetie called it, and clamped her hand over her mouth, partly to stifle some of the laugh welling up, and to pantomime the amazement she felt. "Did that just come out of my mouth?" She asked, and I agreed that those were the most unusual words she'd ever strung together. It is looking like a good day, Cathy is out shopping, and when she gets back I'll pound out some christmas cookies.