I eventually mustered the enthusiasm to go get some grub tonight. I was near full-on in my blah, nothing sounds good, don't know what I want, I need company, whoa is me mode.

I came home to find that my dear niecey-poo had found her birthday wishes (video, card, and dr. pepper jelly beans) awaiting her, she then promptly acknowledged those goodies, used the A word, and said she loved me. Mood appropriately shifted. I love you too kiddo, you're one of my very bestest buddies, and if I could have one like you, I just might. Happy 17th Birthday!