Good news! I'm not pregnant!

Not that I was worried about being pregnant, but I'm very glad that I'm not. Plus, I think it makes me happy to celebrate all the stuff I'm not dealing with at the moment. Like, for instance, I'm also glad that my cell phone hasn't been stolen by a crackhead and been confiscated in a major drug bust, and I'm thankful that I didn't fall out of my bedroom window last night, and crack my head on the driveway cement.

See? You try it. It's not so much fun to think up mundane stuff that could actually happen in the normal course of events, because I worry that by doing that, you might actually jinx yourself. But if you can think up some unusual stuff that would really suck to have happen, then you can be really glad that none of it did happen.

Plus, it helps to brighten the day.