I had another turkey sighting Saturday before Norouz festivities part deux. I am now considering this turkey a good omen because Saturday was fabulous. Woke up early for body combat and body pump, ran a few miles with Andrew and then walked a couple more, did some errands, filled out AF commissioning/USUHS contract paperwork (gotta love government paperwork), went to a belated St. Patty’s party of a close college friend, and then went to my aunt’s place for another family Norouz. Twas an excellent weekend of productivity and happiness and life. We should drink wild turkey around every Norouz in my omen’s honor.