Happy Things

For no particular reason, here is a list of things I love.

-Lindt chocolate, particularly the Petite Desserts line.

-Rearranging furniture.

-The colors blue and green.

-The smell of spearmint.

-Sepia photography.

-Built in window seats.

-Hydrangeas.

-The new kind of Scrubbing Bubbles, which actually does work well enough that you don't have to follow up your spraying with a scrubbing (provided your tub is reasonably clean to begin with.)

-The new kind of Pledge, with this "protective seal" (I don't know or care what that means) which supposedly guards against fingerprint/food/kid grime. So far, it seems to live up to this claim.

-Irish step dance.

-Caesar salad.

-Baby teeth, which always look like white little pearls.

-Little white twinkly lights, even when it's not Christmas anymore.

-Arrested Development. It still infuriates me that that show got cancelled.

-Gazebos. They remind me of my grandma, who always called them "Kazebos," which caused me to confuse them with kazoos for a long time.

-Dollhouses. I am still powerless before them; I must sit and arrange the tiny chairs and tables and place all the people where they belong.

-Visiting the Biltmore estate in Asheville, NC. I always leave feeling vaguely that my true self should have been born a long time ago. And been insanely rich, of course; obviously my true self wouldn't have been born a SERVANT to the Vanderbilts.

-The way Adelay gets so excited about being given Dum Dum suckers at the doctor's office and stickers from the teller at the bank. It actually makes me a little sad, too, even as it charms me. I think I just wish I still got excited that easily.