I'm sorry that I have neglected my blog. I was out of town, then home but still dealing with sadness, then dealing with sick dog who feels the need to have explosive diarrhea on the carpet inches from the tile floor where it would be easy to clean, then packing for another trip and all in all, my brain just wasn't stewing on a new blog. But, the other day something wonderful happened. I slid across the floor in my socks. Something I do almost every day. It was worth a giggle and then my next blog topic hit me! Time to move away from the negative and talk about the things that I love. Things that make me smile. So here goes (and I might leave some out but I promise, it is only by accident and I'll add to this in the future if I come up with more) and in no particular order.
Asparagus pee. I just love it. Makes me giggle every time. Don't know why really, just love it. Sliding on the floor in my socks but I'm thinking we already covered that. When my dogs sniff / lick my ears. It makes my eyes cross. Silently farting in the Mini when Matt is a passenger and waiting for him to freak out. Always good for a loud laugh. While we are on the topic of smells, Jasmine. I never get enough of it. It makes my world slightly blurry like I'm leaving the present but I don't know what time period I'm headed to. Talking to my tomato plants. I'm pretty sure they like it too. Making up songs. I don't have a good voice but I love to sing out loud. Sucks for every one else but still fun for me. My favorite songs are usually at the grocery store and I sing about whatever it is I'm buying. Scaring Monkey. I love to hide in the closet or behind a door when he is looking for me and I jump out at him. Cracks me up. I don't think he appreciates the humor though. Again, while on topic, the smell of my dogs' feet. I call it 'fresh baked dog' smell. It is slightly sweet and very dog like at the same time. Watching my friend Omar's dog Lucas go nuts in the pool. He does these flying crazy leaps into the pool and if I have my mask on I can watch him from the bottom and it is the coolest thing ever. Coming home to my bathroom after a vacation. I really love my toilet. And my toilet seat. It isn't special, just a regular toilet seat but after trying to poop on a cruise ship where the toilet seats are weirdly shaped and way too far off the floor, I truly appreciate my toilet seat. I find that I can't poop properly if my feet don't touch the floor and with my short legs, that happens often. Also, my shower. The drain is a scary place for me and I had my shower built with the drain at the regular end but the shower head all the way at the other end and it is wonderful to be able to stand directly under the water. Watching the 'Greedy Birds' outside my office window. Finches can be gluttons apparently. I have to fill the damned feeder every two days. Stopping to smell the roses. Store bought roses just don't smell as good as the ones I see while walking the dogs. Booger pudding! (some call it Tapioca but really, it looks like boogers but so yummy!) Fat puppy bellies and even better, puppy breath. Sitting in the front yard with Sylvie, drinking wine and having really random conversations. The most recent was about farts. We have decided that when girls fart it is cute but when men fart it is gross. Not sure why the gender discrimination here but some things just are the way they are. Being held up in the air a la Dirty Dancing by Omar. It's like flying and floating and being completely carefree all at once. Diving into the pool the first time each year. It's simple. Fun. And full of promises. Snorkeling. I love to be under water with nothing but my thoughts looking at beautiful fish and coral. AAIIEE club meetings. This is where all my cousins get together with my dad and we make silly videos and just hang out together. Watching the Lakers threepeat! Go Lakers!! Hamachi shots at Alexander's. I'm pretty sure I could eat them everyday and not get sick of them. Roller skating. If I am ever really really rich, I want to built my own roller rink so I have somewhere smooth to skate whenever I want. Beating Matt at cribbage. Or beating Matt at crazy eights. Or actually just winning in general. I'm totally a sore loser.
Ok, I'm going to stop at this for now. I'm thankful that so many things make me smile or giggle or feel good. I consider myself blessed but some might just find me to be simple. Whichever.
