Kat Bouska has a prompt on her blog that asks for ten things that make you happy. It was a really appealing idea as there’s so much going on in the world right now that make me angry and sad.
Note: I try
I gave it the briefest amount of thought and decided I was going to make a list – a mostly shallow list – of ten things that make me stupidly happy.
These aren’t momentous things, but little things that brighten my day. This is by no means my definitive list – just things that occurred to me in my happily caffeinated state.
In no specific order of importance, I give you my list of Ten Things That Make Me Stupidly Happy
1. Pulling laundry from the washer immediately after the cycle ends AND it doesn’t smell musty or manky. WINNING THE DAY.
2. A productive writing day. Or even a really, really great sentence.
Bonus points for me if it’s anything on my several works-in-progress.
Because I’m mostly stuck right now.
3. Hallmark movies with happy endings. Because of everything in the world that makes me angry and sad, they are a blessed escape where all problems are sorted and the ending is always happy.
4. A really good cup of coffee.
(Quite honestly, coffee could fill in for numbers 4-7.)
I really love coffee.
5. A new coffee mug with a fun design. I tend to grab mugs based on my mood in the morning.
For example, my current mood as expressed via Emily McDowell and Friends. (This is
6. Grocery store flowers in a pretty vase make me happy.
Flowers don’t have to be expensive or fancy and they are even better when they are for no reason in particular.
7. A new spiral notebook and my favorite pens. There’s something about an untouched spiral that just sings of potential (and reminds me of the first day of school).
I’m currently obsessed with Decomposition notebooks (both spiral and composition style) and Pilot G-2 pens in 0.7 and 1.0 mm.
8. Being at the Outer Banks.
Certainly, true bliss is sitting on the deck in the early morning hours with a cup of coffee in one hand and a still-warm maple bacon donut from Duck Donuts in the other hand.
9. Seeing my daughter’s face light up in a real smile. She’s thirteen now, and it’s a period that is wracked with moodiness and temper and slamming doors as much as it is surprising maturity and intense conversations, as I discover the amazing person she is becoming. When I see a real smile on her face – it’s priceless.
10. Hearing my son’s laughter – particularly when it’s from the kind of joke that only the two of you get. My 15-year-old has a wicked sense of humor and a finely honed sarcastic streak. And his laugh is often the infectious kind.
On the other hand, I have no appropriate accompanying photograph because he is a teenager.
Now it’s your turn!