Showing posts with label happy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label happy. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Happy



It's been a cancer, not cancer, cancer, not cancer kind of week for my family, so in the dark of the night, I started counting my blessings and thinking about what makes me truly happy.

1. When my husband holds my hand. I am THE Least sentimental, romantic woman alive -I have never willingly having sat through a chick flick for example - but I still get a little squidgy feeling when he holds my hand.

2. My daughter C's sarcastic sense of humor. It's good to have that demented British sense of humor translate to the next generation. "Aunt Alma, I once shot a man in Phoenix." Good stuff.

3. My dog Sophie. I am one of those dog owners I have mocked my whole life. What goes around comes around.

4. Food. Good food. Good wine & cheese. Fresh bread & fruit. Comfort food on a bad day. Comfort food on a good day.

5. My sister Kim. She is one of the few truly good people I know. She's sees goodness and value in people I would't bother to hit with my car. She's like a character from a Bible story. I on the other hand, am more like a character out of Stephen King...

6. The sun. Overcast days are God's way of saying, "Yeah, I couldn't be bothered either. Go back to bed with some tea and toast and catch up with your TIVO and reading."

7. The ocean. The sound of it makes me relax. It's where I grew up and it takes me back. I love the smell - high tide or low - the sound, the sight - all of it.

8. The feeling of pulling up my socks. It's stupid, but it feels nice when they've been squashed down and you pull them up... ahhh. Similar to taking off panty hose/nylons or as I like to call them, Satan's Sausage Casing for Ladies. Damn you Alan Grant Sr.

9. Washing my hands. I a germaphobe, and I appreciate hand sanitizer, but a good handwashing is almost a religious experience.

10. Movies. I love movies. Movies, movies, movies. In my next life I want to be a projector.

11. My Message Bible. It's a little hard to get used to hearing Jesus toss out slang, "Yo, disciples!" but it's made me pay more attention to Bible reading I had become too casual about.

12. My girls singing. All day, all kinds of music. It's nice.

13. My daughter S's constant dancing. Lord, if that child could sit still for 5 minutes. I don't know where she gets it. Of course if it gets her to Broadway and pays for a nice nursing home for her mother...

14. List of the day. http://listoftheday.blogspot.com/
First of all, it's a LIST people. What's not to love? Secondly, there isn't a day that there isn't something that makes me smile, laugh out loud/pee a little - Olan Mills family photos anyone? - and occasionally offends my previously Baptist Pastor's wife self. Whatever. It's funny stuff.

There's of loads of other stuff, way too mundane to list. As if you weren't bored already.
Thanks for hanging in to the end. You're a real team player, go get yourself some juice. You've earned it.

By the way, the Chinese symbols at the top are supposed to mean Double Happiness. With my luck it probably means Lemon Chicken, but you don't speak Chinese either, so get over it.

Sunday, September 16, 2007

good day to you


Yesterday turned out to be a really good day. Not that I was expecting anything unpleasant or for it to be a bad day - I really didn't have expectations at all. It just turned out to be a good day. Why is that post-worthy? I'm glad you asked. : ) I guess it's really not. But I'm posting it any way. I spent the morning at a mini seminar at church, and spent the afternoon at a cheesy community festival, second in lame-ness only to the last parade I went to in my hometown that was made up of 4 cars, a fire engine, the homeliest Festival Queen outside the Far Side, and a terrifyingly enthusiastic clown pelting bystanders with Jolly Ranchers. But you know what? The day - and the festival - was great. We went to dinner with the same friends who had invited us to the "festival" & we had a nice, relaxing time. My girls were at an all day event with friends, so R & I got to just be a couple all day. That doesn't happen often.

The people-watching alone was worth the trip. Any time you're feeling low, take a few minutes to be utterly shallow and look around. You are not "the fattest/worst haired/worst parent/pet owner...(insert current guilt/struggle here). You'll feel so much better. Then tell Jesus you're sorry & blame me for being a bad influence. Plus there was free ice cream and free cotton candy. They could have been playing accordian music full blast and it still would have been great. Seriously - free ice cream AND free cotton candy? What magical land is this?

There really wasn't anything outstanding about the day - (besides the free diabetic-coma-worthy snacks) The seminar was informative, the festival cheesy, but we were with good friends and the weather was perfect. We finished it off with great food at a nice restaurant. Nothing spectacular, but it was a really good day. Hope you get to have your own version of yesterday really soon.