Happy-Makers

This post is #23 in my September Writing Project. Details are here.

Prompt: What makes you happy?

How much of a cliche can I be with this answer? Are you ready to watch me get real sappy about T and the kids?

Just kidding. Anyone who’s ever read more than two posts here probably can tell how obsessed I am with my family. Maybe not, but I feel like I mention them every chance I get. I don’t know how I got so damn lucky to marry a wonderful man and have two awesome kids.

Things That Make Me Happy

T, Bean and Dude

The rest of my family and all our weird jokes

Zella leggings

Monochromatic fashion

Hollywood awards shows

Schitt’s Creek on repeat

A really good shrimp scampi

Soft-serve ice cream

Little kids dancing

Lightweight dangly earrings

My ugly old Birkenstocks

Superstition by Stevie Wonder

New notebooks

Folding the kids’ laundry

Fretboard Brewing Company’s Reba

Shrimp scampi

Under Pressure by Queen and Bowie

Daydreaming about remodeling our kitchen

Working from Bloc Coffee

Babies

Holding babies

Snuggling babies

All babies

When I close all three rings on my Apple Watch

Going to Wild Mike’s for lunch every Saturday

The blanket on our bed that’s so soft and fluffy

How sweet my kiddos look when they’re sleeping

My morning coffee

Bringing home a huge stack of library books

Foo Fighters in concert

When the kitchen is clean

DisneyWorld

Cold nights with a fire going in the family room

When I flex my muscles and see progress

When something good happens to a good person

A  really good stretch right before bed

The brown leather chair in my office

My tattoo

When people remember my birthday

Conan O’Brien Needs a Friend

When there’s no family drama

Jane the Virgin

Remembering how funny my mom was

The rare occasion when I find jeans that fit perfectly

AND

Having a creative outlet like MPP