I'm in Denver and watching my nephews play. I'm drinking coffee, contemplating a day of doing not much, and it strikes me that life is good!
My brother and family are here from Phoenix. His two young kids are amazed by the snow - about three inches overnight. They are thinking about waking up mom and dad to get the borrowed snow gear on and jump around. It's the simple things to get excited about that are the best.
Heading into the Rocky Mountains later today and hopefully will do some skiing tomorrow.
Slept like a log last night, which means not thinking or worrying about anything is the cure.
Do logs sleep?