I've been pondering what to write about lately, and I keep coming up with some of my favorite things. So, when I visited Kelly's Korner today and saw a blog about simple pleasures, I couldn't resist.
Kittens purring. I don't have human children of my own, but I have plenty of cats, thanks to The Boyfriend. Ergo, I have had plenty of experience observing a happy kitten the past few years. The sound can't be beat. Little Tux's favorite evening hangout is next to me and when I get bored with the television show and the BlackBerry, Tux is right there to love on. And love on him I do. Unlike every other cat I have known, he loves to have his belly scratched. He'll stretch his hind legs out, put his front paws in the air and start his purring.
A pleasant evening outside. You know in the early spring, before it's too hot, but after it's too, too cold? (Sometimes, you just gotta have a sweater.) Those are when I feel most like myself. I've designed a ga-zillion things and places, planned events, and written stories. And when I was in college at Auburn, that was when I did my homework (when my beloved neighbor wasn't around to share a beer and the stories of our day with).
Free eye makeup samples. I'm all-girl, so I had to put something about beauty and fashion in there. Going wild with the color is fun stuff. (Unless it looks like you're five years old and playing with makeup again.)
Feeling like I did before I got sick. I have a mystery illness that causes me to be nauseated and have abdominal pain and get very easily fatigued. (I've been to a ga-zillion doctors and have had a ga-zillion tests. If you know of something NOT common, let me know.) The rare days that I don't have to take a phenergan and can do a lot and feel like I just woke up are very much cherished.
Waking up at 7:00 AM, feeling totally rested. I tell people not to call me before 9:00, so knowing I have two hours of peace and quiet to myself allows me to reflect on my day and really get my mind working.
Spending time with children. Holding a baby instantly erases the worries of the day. And with older children, I have an excuse to do all that fun kid stuff.
Realizing a prayer has been answered. Of course, to know a concern has been resolved is a good feeling, but to feel a higher power working is what really amazes me. It reassures me that this world isn't all there is, so all that good, hard work I try to do really does make a difference.
Having a clean house. To me this means I can start a new project so I get to make a new mess :) But it also means I actually completed a task.
The ritual of going out on a Friday night. I do my hair, put on makeup, put on a nice outfit, and, most importantly, GET OUT OF THE HOUSE. It's such a big deal to me, the excitement starts Thursday night.
Cooking. Yummy. And I feel like a domestic goddess in the midst of the craziness that is my mystery illness.
