It’s been a long, cold winter, those of us not living in Florida would agree. Too many days cooped up inside. Bundling up to go outside, and dearly wishing we were inside. Frankly, it has gotten a bit depressing, this weather.
But today when I woke up, something was just in the air. (Besides pollen. Lots of pollen. Gesundheit.) I don’t know what it was, but I just felt….
Was it the sunshine? The tulips fighting their way up, despite last week’s snow? The three-day weekend we have ahead of us?
I’m not sure. But I do know what does make me happy:
Squeezey hugs from my 8-year old. Seriously, they can cure what ails you (if she doesn’t cut off your airway in the process).
My son’s laughter. He has the best laugh – contagious, uncontrollable, and goofy. Even when he is the only one who thinks he is hilarious, his laugh will win you. Every time.
Tulips. Preferably sitting in a vase in my kitchen. Seriously, is there a happier flower?
Seeing a new follower on my blog. Or a comment on a post. (Hint, hint.) Or new follower on Google+. (Ahem.) I know. It’s a bit shallow, but we all need affirmation right? “You like me, you really like me!”
Hearing the words “No homework tonight!”. That shouldn’t be a thing, I know, but this Singapore Math that they do? Let’s just say that some nights, helping with the homework is even less desirable than repeatedly hitting myself over the head with a two-by-four. I’d rather clean my oven. Or clean your oven. And that’s saying a lot. My daughter loves math, and last night even she was muttering “This is a really stupid way to do it. This is stupid.” (We don’t use the word “stupid” in our house, but seeing how they were teaching multiplication even had me agreeing with her.)
Chocolate chip cookies, still warm from my oven. Or maybe a still-warm, perfectly baked brownie. You really can’t go wrong with either. Which leads me to…
My kitchen. Sitting in my kitchen makes me happy. It used to be my least favorite room in the house, but thanks to mass destruction caused by renters, I have a shiny new kitchen with big shiny toys and I spend most of my time in here – it’s my new office, as well.
Cruising. No, not the kind we did at 17 in our cars (down main street and through the McDonalds), but the kind on the big shiny ship. Sitting on deck in the warm sunshine, breeze blowing, heading towards our next tropical island, “Mango margarita? Why yes thank you” and eating dinner together every night – one that I didn’t have to cook or clean up after – that’s happiness.
Finding shoes that I love, actually in stock in my size…and on sale. Win win win win win.
Oh…and the song “Happy”, by Pharrell Williams. You can’t hear it and not dance in your kitchen/car/soccer field/grocery store. Really.
So I wanna know:
What makes you happy?