Looking back on previous posts, they haven't all been positive.
Actually, hardly any of them have been positive.
And really, my life has much more positivity than I make it out to have. I have an abudance of things to be happy about. I made a list, once, of things that make me happy. And I thought I'd dig it up. I thought I'd put it here. I write a lot of lists, but you have no idea of the chaos into which my life would descend without them. Heh. So, here it is.
THINGS THAT MAKE ME HAPPY:
Old couples.
Pajama bottoms.
Folk singers.
Christmas specials.
Iced tea.
A really good movie.
Interesting people at coffee shops.
Seeing friends at the grocery store.
Weddings.
Family reunions.
A really good book.
Babies.
Comic books.
Floral prints.
Sleeping cats.
Finishing a song.
Coffee.
Paul McCartney's smile.
Waking up.
Flip-flops.
Really tall trees.
A white Christmas.
A calm lake in the summer.
Warm rain.
Carefree people.
Grandparents.
Pregnant women.
Snowstorms.
Sunsets.
Sunrises.
Perfect moments.
Nail polish.
Waking up on Sunday morning.
Gospel.
Acoustic guitar.
Vintage shops.
British accents.
Fruit baskets.
A good picture.
Little kid's finger paintings.
People who are confident.
Lipstick marks on coffee mugs.
Un-made beds.
Long hippie dresses.
Headscarves.
Fundraisers.
Cottages.
Old pianos.
Black labs.
The word "Hallelujah."
Holding the door for an elderly person.
Dancing.
Going for a drive to nowhere in particular.
Three A.M. drive thru runs.
Really good friends.
Musical theatre.
Saving money.
Looking at postcards.
When people smile at you as you pass them.
Friendly cashiers.
Toothbrushes.
Perfume samples.
