i've had a serious case of the grumpies.  i believe in america they call it depression. january is relentless for me, kids get sick, it's too cold to play outside,

and utah had the WORST air in the entire country this year... so even the sun hid her face from me.  it's been rather ridiculous if you ask me. 

so when a storm came though and pushed our disgusting, revolting inversion out to the east (sorry colorado!), the sun came gleaming, shining through my windows.  my heart shattered from it's frozen state and i sobbed for the umpteenth time this month, but this time for joy. 

the sun had returned and brought with it a sense of joy.  i purred and curled up next to the window, moving only when the sun moved. 

it was late afternoon as i sat on my red couch and H was jumping on me. the sun rocked on,

illuminating the ends of her eyelashes and i finally reached for my camera.

we cuddled and i clicked.  and i felt more like jenica than i had in a long time.

i'm also happy to report that her reflective pools haven't changed as she's aged.

proof's in the first pic.