Revisiting a post I wish more people had read

In an attempt to jumpstart my blogging, I'm reposting a blog entry from March 2010....


Find a Happy Place, FINDAHAPPYPLACE!


After a long morning (yes, already) with my daughter Sybil...erm...Pea (I mean, is it really possible for someone to wake up whining? Apparently so, and it morphed into a 45 minute tantrum, at which point I just threw some cheerios at her and stuffed her in the car to go to school.....)

Aaand, I'm rambling. It happens. Stay with me....

After a stressful morning with my darling, darling now 4 year old, coffee in hand, I latched on to my bloggy pal Jenny from Jenny on the Spot's post "Ooooh! A List! A List of Happy Things" because I needed a laugh. (And its just too early for vodka.)

I love that flattery took up three spots on her list. Nothing wrong with confidence shots. And sublety. So what the heck - I need to change my frame of mind, so here is my totally random list of 10 things that make me happy.

1. My kids. They rock. They crack me up.

2. Alternately, dropping my kids off at school. (Is that wrong?)

3. The Hubs. He's smart, sweet, sexy. I love how his entire body turns red when he laughs (although, it is a bit startling in a "hey, are you ok?" kind of way.) He puts up with me, my blogging, and my weird hours. It works.

4. Chocolate. Especially warm, melty chocolate that cries out for a big glass of milk.

5. This Movie:Its corny, its sweet, and it has classic lines that stick in your head - like the "chick" version of "Monty Python and the Holy Grail". Or "Spaceballs".

6. Sitting at the beach. Can you be unhappy with sand between your toes and the hot sun on your face?

(ok, so maybe this wasn't the best photo choice.)

7. A Starbucks skinny vanilla latte. Ok, but if we are talking SERIOUSLY happy, a peppermint mocha, with whip. Oh yeah, I walk on the wild side.

8. Curling up with a good book. Especially when all my housework is done. (Isn't it awfully convenient that I live in the "town of books?")

9. Date night: I get to enjoy a good meal with my husband, but without having to cook or clean up myself, and I get to have an uninterrupted conversation, too. If I'm lucky, we might even see a show or a movie. (gasp)

10. Miniature golf. How can you NOT have fun playing miniature golf - a family tradition when we go to the beach. Especially watching your 3-year-old play.

11. Chocolate.

Yes, I know I said a list of ten, but chocolate makes me so happy it needs to be here twice. There is no such thing as too much chocolate.

Wanna play? Make your list on Facebook or on your blog, and let me know so I can read it, too.

I needs all the happy I can gets today.

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I wish more people had read this post because it sums up quite a bit about me, and its a good example of my voice - sarcasm, humor, whatever you want to call it.  It also reminds me of one of the reasons that I blog - it helps me keep life in perspective. Sometimes, on the worst of days, recounting our misadventures helps me to see the brighter side - and this was a day I really needed to see the brighter side.

This post is in conjunction day 2 of SITS' "Back to Blogging" challenge...not only am I getting back on track, but this event is sponsored by Standards of Excellence, Westar Kitchen and Bath, and Florida Builders Applicances, who are offering the chance to win a gorgeous Electrolux Washer/Dryer set!

When in Rome....or Hay

When by the river in Hay

And you don't have a swimsuit

Sometimes, you just have to roll up your trousers

And jump right in....

But sometimes, that's just not enough....and when the little ones nearby stripped to their underpants...

Mine did too!

Happiness is sitting on the beach in your underpants!

Welcome to Loserville

Can you see it? The big "L" on my forehead?

It is there because yesterday THIS was delivered to me (cue heavenly choir of cherubs singing):

Yes. It is what you think it is.

It is a cordless electric sweeper.  I know I mentioned that I was getting one in a prior post, but I'm just that excited about getting it that I had to share. (I know you care.) I am ecstatic. I am doing my happy dance. I know, its sad.

I'm a bit of a neat freak, you see. (I think I've mentioned this, too...) And with the door opening and closing and inside and outside due to housebreaking a puppy, I have a lot of grass and leaves on my floors.

A lot.

Enough to make me break out in hives every time I enter the kitchen or walk down the hallway.

And I'm too lazy to pull out the heavy duty hoover, which scares the living shit out of the puppy.

(Although, it does make her stay out of my way, unlike her game of chase the broom and dustpan.) 

Ok, so you'll never actually eat off of my kitchen floors, but there is a sense of pleasure and peace felt when observing a freshly cleaned floor that I just don't get from, I dunno, cleaning toilets. (That makes me feel like I need to take a shower.)

[I will also admit that I use the word "hoover" every chance I get. Its a fun word. Hoover. ]

So go on, laugh if you will.

I'm going to go hoover my floors again.

After that, I just may order a steam cleaner for the floors, too.

Spring is sprung!

Today it hit 22 degrees Celcius - that somewhere around 72 degrees Farenheit.

Practically a heat-wave, at least in the UK.

And I live in a house with most of its windows painted shut - and the few that DO open don't have screens.
Say hello to my leetle friend, the fly.  I've been swinging and swearing at them all evening.

People passing by on the street, looking in the big bow window, well, they must think I'm a nutter.

But you know what? Its all good.
The sun was shining, and it didn't set until almost 9:30 pm.

I'm wearing a TANK TOP.

And the garden is finally blooming.

Did I mention I'm wearing a tank top????

I'm happier to sweat glow any day over being wrapped up in sweaters, blankets, gripping my hot cup of tea (now I know why they drink so much here) and hovering over the space heater.

I think that was last week. I'm gonna enjoy it while it lasts....

Find a happy place FINDAHAPPYPLACE!

After a long morning (yes, already) with my daughter Sybil...erm...Pea (I mean, is it really possible for someone to wake up whining? Apparently so, and it morphed into a 45 minute tantrum, at which point I just threw some cheerios at her and stuffed her in the car to go to school.....)

Aaand, I'm rambling. I digress.

After a stressful morning with my darling, darling now 4 year old, coffee in hand, I latched on to my bloggy pal Jenny from Jenny on the Spot's post "Ooooh! A List! A List of Happy Things" because I needed a laugh. (And its just too early for vodka.)

I love that flattery took up three spots on her list. Nothing wrong with confidence shots. And sublety. So what the heck - I need to change my frame of mind, so here is my totally random list of 10 things that make me happy.

1. My kids. They rock. They crack me up.

2. Alternately, dropping my kids off at school. (Is that wrong?)

3. The Hubs. He's smart, sweet, sexy. I love how his entire body turns red when he laughs (although, it is a bit startling in a "hey, are you ok?" kind of way.) He puts up with me, my blogging, and my weird hours. It works.

4. Chocolate. Especially warm, melty chocolate that cries out for a big glass of milk.

5. This Movie: Its corny, its sweet, and it has classic lines that stick in your head - like the "chick" version of "Monty Python and the Holy Grail". Or "Spaceballs".

6. Sitting at the beach. Can you be unhappy with sand between your toes and the hot sun on your face?

(ok, so maybe this wasn't the best photo choice.)

7. A Starbucks skinny vanilla latte. Ok, but if we are talking SERIOUSLY happy, a peppermint mocha, with whip. Oh yeah, I walk on the wild side.

8. Curling up with a good book. Especially when all my housework is done. (Isn't it awfully convenient that I live in the "town of books?")

9. Date night: I get to enjoy a good meal with my husband, but without having to cook or clean up myself, and I get to have an uninterrupted conversation, too. If I'm lucky, we might even see a show or a movie. (gasp)

10. Miniature golf. How can you NOT have fun playing miniature golf - a family tradition when we go to the beach. Especially watching your 3-year-old play.

11. Chocolate.

Yes, I know I said a list of ten, but chocolate makes me so happy it needs to be here twice. There is no such thing as too much chocolate.

Wanna play? Make your list on Facebook or on your blog, and let me know so I can read it, too.

I needs all the happy I can gets today.