Wrangler Dani

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“Sunshine” makes me think of this song:

Aptly named.. you guessed it: “Sunshine” by Matt Costa

This song, in turn, reminds me of the heady days of dating my now-Hubs. I was telling a friend the other night how dating was so fun, but so hard. I felt like I was on a job interview for a year! I wanted so badly for everything to work out and for him to like me and all that… so I look back on dating with fondness and a little bit of exhaustion. Marriage is wonderful because we get all the fun of dating without ever having to go to our separate houses at night or have anxiety about “our” future… he’s stuck with me now! Heeeee. (Cue cartoon hearts exploding around my head, single people puking.)

Getting back on the prompt train and reining in the mush, sunshine also makes me think of:

• Kayaking with my roommates when they came out for my getttin’ hitched. (Specifically Val’s “ooooooh!” when we went over a wave… I still think of that every time I hit a swell.)
• Laying out in the backyard with my mom, getting a tan and chatting over Diet Coke.
• Cajun Cones. Sweet and sticky and cold, perfect for celebrating the end of another school year in Abilene, Texas.
• Laying out by one of Park Newport eleventy-billion pools with Hot D. It doesn’t get much better than that.
• Road-tripping and camping with the Hubs, smelling the fresh pines and fresh air all day, roasting sausages and drinking cold beers at night, waking up to more sunshine and coffee in a Nalgene bottle.
• Rock-climbing and scrambling with friends and my bro and sis in Joshua Tree.
• Lazy Saturdays on the beach, playing in the waves, laying on the sand, inviting friends over for munchies and laughter at night.
• The smell of horses and fresh-cut hay.
• Blonde streaks in my hair, the smell of Hawaiian Tropic suntan lotion, the feel of being barefoot 85% of the time, the taste of ripe strawberries.

Oh, and a little adventure we had recently: