Lucky.

It's Saturday night.

I forgot that it was until my Facebook newsfeed was filled with pictures of California friends all dressed up & out at the bars and clubs, like it is every Friday and Saturday night. And let's be honest, pretty much every night of the week. Y'all sure like to party.

I'm sitting on my couch, baby asleep & husband at work still, in my fleecy leopard pajamas, eating mint chip ice cream and watching General Conference on the DVR, continually rewinding to re-listen to parts of talks I didn't fully absorb the first time around.

Sometimes I'm stunned when I think about where my life is at now. I don't know how this happened, but I know why.

And it's the happiest I've ever been.

And it just keeps getting better.

I don't know how I got so lucky.