Some Favorite Stuff...

I am in the mood to share with you a few of my favorite things.

Fridays! Other than Saturday, it is my favorite day of the week. The only thing that keeps it from being my absolute favorite is that I have to go to work on Friday. Therefore, Saturdays are my #1.

I have some favorite smells: Vanilla, Plumeria - it takes me back to Hawaii, the first warm day in Spring - it actually does have a smell even though I could never do it justice to explain it.

Hawaii is my favorite place on Earth. There is nowhere...at least, not that I have been...like it. It is perfect, beautiful and simply Heaven on Earth. The very thought of Hawaii is enough to invoke both a smile and some sorrow. A smile because I have such fond memories and sorrow because I am not there right now and am not sure if I will ever get the chance to go again.

I love the feeling of comfort I get if I wake up in the middle of the night to find that I still have 5 more hours before I have to get up to go to work.

Pumpkin Ice Cream from Brewsters.

The smell of a boat that has just been fueled. It reminds me of Put-In-Bay, Ohio where I grew up on a boat in the summers.

Roller Coasters! Need I say more?

The fact that, at the very moment when I am done with my Sunday housework, I automatically hear the song "I'm Free" by Kenny Loggins (a very old 80's song) in my head.

When I get home and 2 of my cats and my dog are either at the door or in the kitchen, waiting to greet me. Even though I know that they are just excited because it means that they get their treats for the day, I get a little warm fuzzy thinking that they care enough to say, "Hello! How was work Mommy? Welcome home!"

When I have a new item of clothing to wear just waiting for me in my closet.

When someone really appreciates a gift that I give them. Especially if I really worked hard to figure out the perfect gift to give them. It is a wonderful pay off for a job well done.

A favorite song on the radio while driving in my car.

The sound of my hubby's laughter when something I said is what made him laugh.

When my hubby laughs himself to tears, whether it was me that caused it or something on tv.

My own "laugh myself to tears" moments.

Trick-or-treaters

Christmas lights