Bringing Tears To My Eyes

So far this week I've gotten teary-eyed over a couple of things:

1. That golfer and his wife who spent 4 years trying to adopt and finally adopted a baby. Then he had to go play in the...Masters? Whatever, some golfing tournament, and his wife stayed behind in Florida, where they adopted the baby, because you can't take the baby out of the state where he/she is born until the Interstate Compact Agreement is finalized. Then he won the tournament, and I'm getting all teary again just writing about it, because I'm JUST SO HAPPY FOR THEM. Also, I remember what a total PITA the Interstate Compact Agreement is. I was lucky enough to have my in-law's house to stay in while waiting for this, and not to have to stay in a hotel room with a newborn, but still. My MIL, who is a very sweet lady, still doesn't realize that she almost didn't survive the week because I WAS GONNA KILL HER SHE WAS MAKING ME SO CRAZY.

2. The adorable 9 year old boy in LA who built an entire arcade out of cardboard boxes in his father's garage, and how his video about the arcade went viral, and a flash mob decided to come by and check it out making him the happiest boy alive. Plus, now he has a very well padded college fund in place. This child is after my heart.

With all the crazy-awful things you read about, I love a good emotional happy cry over something wonderful.

Also in the news the past couple weeks is how one of the 3 winning tickets for the Mega-Millions Lottery was sold in MD, and this total nutter of a lady came forward saying she won, and there was controversy over whether the ticket was hers, or was group-purchased, and then she said she hid the ticket SOMEWHERE IN THE McDONALD'S WHERE SHE WORKS, and then she said she lost the ticket, and then it turns out she didn't win at all, but a trio of lovely-sounding teachers won. A bunch of my fellow Baltimore Facebook friends are lamenting that this kind of crazy is making their city look bad. I disagree. I have thoroughly enjoyed this woman's crazy. I think she is a DELIGHT. I wouldn't want to have a conversation with her or anything, but there's something so specifically BALTIMORE about her brand of crazy. As I read her crazy story, in my mind I can hear what it sounds like coming out of her mouth and see the utterly nutterly look in her eyes. I feel like I know her - like I've probably worked with her before.