Don’t know if this is weird, but knowing that I’ve made my friends happy by doing the one thing that I’m known for. (remembering birthdays) In fact, last week my friend Sarah said she’d thought no one would remember her birthday. (whether she should have known better is another thing quite entirely)
Similarly to avabeth’s post: when one of the kids at church will come up to me and give me a big hug, it just makes me feel happy. They’re around seven to twelve years old, and it just gives me happiness to watch them at play.
I know Lsura mentioned it before, but it must be repeated.
New socks make the world a happier place!
I often wear steel-toed boots that wreck my socks. Or I lose one from each pair to the SockEatingMonster who lives in the washing machine. I can never find a nice, new pair because they wear out so fast.
So new socks always makes me very, very happy. Need to get me a birthday present? Gimme a bag o’ socks!
To expand on the socks theme… I like wearing my husband’s fluffy white athletic socks. My feet will be feeling a little cold but I can’t bear to put my usual socks on and suddenly I will remember my husband’s sock drawer. I love pulling out the fluffy white-and-heather-grey goodness and slipping them on my tootsies. Ahhhhh. Better then $1000 worth of therapy, I think.
Writing my annual charity checks.
Filling out a credit app and knowing how it will come back.
also…
Shaking hands with a stranger and knowing suddenly he is a Lodge Brother.
There’s a certain woman at my school who, I believe, is Navy ROTC. Whenever I see her in uniform, all put together with her hair in a tight knot at the nape of her neck and carrying this little briefcase, I smile. I’m not really sure why, but I just get the biggest kick out of it. I think that’s truly a weird thing to be happy about. Socks, on the other hand, are normal. I mean, who isn’t made happy by socks?
going out to breakfast on a lazy weekend day with friends or my bf and having good coffee and a good breakfast.
sunny days at the dog park, especially the ones by the water.
that brief time in the morning between waking up and getting up when everything is warm and cozy and my bf and i fit together just right. and that morning stretch. i love that.
freeze tag on the beach where the bonfire is base and everything else is pitch black.
spontaneous outings with funny themes (secret ‘matrix viewing’ slumber party where you must come dressed in black, sign-stealing adventures in camo with squirt guns)
– The word “cheers” as in “cheers, mate” or “cheers for the support.” What can I say? There’s something just heartwarming about it, especially (as in my new friend’s emails) it’s paired with “lass.” (he always tells me, “cheers for now, lass”)
– The way the sunshine will light my friends’ hair sometijmes during the summer… makes them look like angels, somehow.
– The way that certain friends of mine look at weddings… one of them looked like a Botticelli angel at a wedding a couple years ago. (maybe it’s just me… but he looked terrific)
