That's the only word I can think of that even comes close to describing this weekend.
Yes, tornadoes and all.
Of course 98% of that has to do with the amazing time I had in Charlotte on Friday, but also?
This is the first time in I don't even know how long that I felt blissfully happy the entire weekend. Even reading a 40-page History chapter didn't irritate me. The power going out yesterday was nothing.
I just can't quit smiling. I keep running over everything that's happened and I feel like I'm glowing from sheer happiness. All over a concert and some pretty magnificent people.
Freaky? Quite possibly. But so awesome.
Also awesome: I get to go home on Thursday.
Life is good.