My HUGE PENIS.
Heh, well, when I started this thing I was all set for a lot of snarky responses along the lines of “To crush your enemies, to see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentations of their women”, but it looks as though the puppies and kittens are in full control.
Oh, well, that’s good too.
That’s number 8 on my list 
The smell of freshly laundered anything is pretty popular, eh? I love it too.
Being able to spend the day outdoors when the sky is that glorious deep clear blue, the air is soft and warm on your skin, and a gentle breeze ruffles your hair and sends you whiffs of flowers and greenery.
Snuggling into my comfy bed at the end of the day, and being able to just lie there for a little while before I have to get up in the morning.
Getting a warm, tight squeeze from the SO that goes on for a while, just because.
Sitting at a table in a sidewalk cafe on a summer evening, sipping a frozen margarita and chatting with friends.
Turning on the radio while your doing household chores and finding that the deejay is hitting every one of your favorite tunes just then.
Finding a book that really sinks its hooks into you so that you can’t wait to read more (or even stay up till 4 AM to finish it).
Key lime pie.
Hearing from your lawyer that your former employer is going to be in deep doo doo with the feds for some of the stunts they’ve pulled. (that one’s for El_Kabong 
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Ooh, that’s a good one. I remember being somewhat melancholy reading a book that was so good that I regretted that I would only have the joy of discovering it for the first time once.
Singing karaoke, and doing it well.
Singing anytime, anyplace.
Hey, it supposed to be a joy, not melancholy-inducing! Though I know exactly where you’re coming from.
More stuff:
The smell of fresh lemons.
The smell of my hands after I’ve been cutting onions. (Yes, I know it sounds weird, but it reminds me of how my mom’s hands smelled when she was cooking, and it brings back all sorts of other warm, fuzzy memories by association.)
A really fine back rub that leaves you as relaxed as a rag doll.
A warm chocolate croissant.
Warm sand under bare feet.
Wiggling my toes in a fresh pair of clean, dry socks. I’ve actually been standing at work listening to someone complain and all I could think about was “Man, these socks feel pretty good.”
Hitting a target on the first try.
When I’m taking a warm shower, and unexpectedly, wordlessly, the wife pulls back the shower curtain and joins me.
The moment the ocean comes into view.
Sailboat
Answering good and intelligent questions from my children, and realising they’re genuinely interested.
Looking up into the blue sky and seeing a sleek airliner glinting in the sun on its way to who knows where, with who knows who aboard.
Watching squirrels and birds frolicking in the garden on a sunny Spring morning, like this morning.
Getting an unexpected and lengthy email from an old friend you haven’t had contact with in years, who thought enough about you to Google.
Having done a chore - gardening, housework, anything - and sitting there, looking at the results, knowing that you’ve done it well and now you can chill out.
A cat jumping into your lap and purring, just glad to be with you.
The first coffee of a morning; the first fresh orange juice to go with it.
A smile from a beautiful woman.
Being greeted warmly every day when I go to my grandparents’ place and talking about my day. Having the dog lie down next to me and being able to wrangle a cuddle out of the cat.
Just enjoying how utterly heavenly soft my bed is; made even better when the boyfriend’s around to share it.
Finishing an assignment at least three days early.
Sitting in front of the fire while a snow storm blows outside.
Watching my kids sleep.
Listening to my daughter sing- she has a lovely voice and takes looks so happy while she sings.
Getting a new Games mag in the mail.
Coming home at the end of the day, kicking off those too-tight shoes, and scratching the top of my feet. A simple joy.
Oh yeah, a good scratch. It’s good just to have someone to scratch your back. Especially in winter, when my skin is one big itch from top to bottom.
Watching my son sleep when he comes over. He’s 13, and he’d dog me out if he ever caught me, but I still like to check on him during the night.
Followed by walking out to the rental car bus that is waiting for you and leaves immediately after you climb aboard… 
I love discovering I am totally wrong about something…
It means I am about to begin learning something new
and I love learning
regards
FML
My most recent encounter was making a snowman with the 3 year old daughter of my son’s girl friend. She said she had never made one, and I realized at 47 I had never made one either. We had a ball making one. I know it had an impact on her, because a week later when she visited (the snow had all melted) she had charcoal and sticks in her hands, trying to save what was left. We talked her out of that, and combed the grass to find the buttons that where the mouth, found them, and she could put them into her special stuff box. Okay maybe not so simple. A Sunday morning when everyone is snoozing and it is just me and the dog, a cup of java, and the funnies in the newspaper, that is good.
The fog and cloud clinging to the mountains on my way into work in the morning. Watching how the sun, cloud and humidity changes their appearance throughout the day.
Having the parrot sleep on my shoulder.
Seeing my wife from a distance while out somewhere and realizing how fast I would fall for her all over again and how lucky this big, somewhat goofy guy is to love and be loved by such a beautiful, wonderful woman.
Watching the boys at our church that I’ve been helping coach in public speaking stand up in front of a crowd and speak with confidence and belief in themselves they didn’t have just a few months ago. I’m so proud of those kids.
Driving up after a long day at work and seeing Sambora the Wondercat sitting in the big living room window watching for me and the way he jumps up on the bed and reaches for my hand with his paw as I’m changing out of my work clothes.
A text message from my longtime best friend who lives far away just saying hi and she’s thinking about me.
The growl my new car makes when I really get into the throttle and the way it just purrs while idling after several years of driving a car that sounded like it was about to fall all to pieces at any moment.
Curling up with my wife on the big blue couch in the living room after a long day of work and enjoying a good novel while she works on a crossword puzzle and the cat sleeps at our feet.