this may be the silliest thing you'll read all day

Today, I am glad for …helium. I’m glad for helium balloons that are a week old and not floating so well. Pickle decided to eat them, so before letting her pop them, I decided we’d have a little fun. And Laura had the brilliant idea to video it.

Watch our ridiculousness on Instagram @nataliejane1991.

Tonight was Ladies’ Night for Community. We both decided to stay home to write. And what do we do? Helium. Aye.

So that first sentence was supposed to say, I am glad for couples at the beach; people with their happy puppies; children learning to roller skate; and warm September evenings. I wish you could all see the dusk tonight, the sun spraying orange over the Two Brothers. If you did see it, I hope you stopped even for just a second and felt like you were melting in it.

That’s really all the longer I got to stop. Pickle decided we were going to run, and I felt up to it, so me and my flip-flops clopped along the walkway to the end of the bridge. We stopped and took a quick photo and continued to canter along until we found some friendly puppies to sniff Pickle’s butt. You know how dogs do. (Boy that helium must’ve messed with my head!) But seriously, three little dogs came over all at once. One of them was apparently a Chorkie (a Chihuahua/Yorkie for those of you, like me, who aren’t up on your breed mash-ups). Cute but weird (the dog, not the butt-sniffing).

MOVING ON. Everyone at the park was just so happy today. An Eastern European couple walked holding hands with their maybe four-year-old daughter as she learned to skate. Her feet slipped from under her, but they held her up. They tugged her closer as she tried to pull towards Pickle, exclaiming something in, I don’t know, Eukranian?, which I guessed meant PUPPY!! Everyone was smiling, like some scene from some movie that everyone talks about but no one has seen (I mean really, people describe things like being from a movie, but how many movies have happy scenes these days? (that aren’t animated that is))

Big sighs. So what is the point of this? The point is that it is okay to take an evening to rest. To enjoy the sun over the mountains and couples in the park. It is okay to be the single girl walking a crazy puppy. Or is it the crazy girl walking a single puppy?

I guess it’s okay to just write a short, silly post and not edit it too.

It’s going to have to be.