Is the glass half full?

 
                                   I found it here
Are you a half full or half empty kind of girl?
It reminds me of that great story:
…a little boy is placed in a room with a huge pile of, well, manure. Rather than crying or trying to run away, he dives right in – digging through the muck with his bare hands, poop flying in all directions! Those watching are baffled – what in the world is he thinking?! They run to the room and ask the child “What ARE you doing???” Grinning, the boy responds: “With all this manure, there’s just got to be a pony here somewhere!”
Did you ever find a pony?
Blessings,