Because it really
isn't always all about WTF moments and refugees from the Land of No Clue.
Candle light. Last Christmas, someone gave me one of those barrel staves with holes in it that holds six votive cups. I lit it tonight and turned off the lamps while watching "I Claudius."
bovil 's cooking. (Was
this the pork tenderloin recipe you used? It was incredible.)
One of
those conversations with
kproche .
A post card from Dad.
Really good sashimi, good sake, and excellent company.
PM-ing about silly shit with
gcmadtown81 .
An entirely voluntary cuddle from a nine year old who seems comprised entirely of elbows.
Bing cherries, right out of the refrigerator.
Bottle green Thai silk. (Must do something with it!!!)
syele 's laugh.
Borrowing a book from my father that happened to be his teaching copy, getting bits of his perspective as to what he found significant, as well as trying to puzzle out some of his more cryptic scribbles.(I've finished
Galatea 2.2 and am about halfway through
Little Dorrit.)
The routine coming-and-going sounds of the other tenants in the house, all of whom I get along with.