My favorite things (Part I *)

My blog has been a bit drab these days.

I thought ('cus it takes the pressure off having to really THINK) that I would present a few of my favorite things:

So here it goes!

I love fresh green peas.

Those sweet little morsels of green just waiting to be heated up and given a gentle bath in butter and lovingly sprinkled with salt and pepper.

Heck, even frozen green peas are fine as long as they retain that delightfully green explosion of sweet and fresh when they meet your teeth.

Nothing says spring quite like that.

(I know that some of you are wincing and recoiling, but I'm not talking about the mush of canned peas! Heaven forbid!! No, no! I speak of garden fresh succulence.

The essence of summer and forbidden garden raids.
Any other pea is to be shunned and reviled. Even in England where 'mushy peas' are proudly displayed on restaurant menus. Run.)

NEXT!

Unexpected people.
I've lived in this little city for almost half a year and haven't 'run into' anyone.

Then today?
They're popping out of the wood work.

First, a fellow pool player who used to live in my 'hood in Vancouver came up to me. "Excuse me, do you have an older sister who lives in Vancouver?"

It was pool playing Bob!
A quick chat about new times and old, then off he went; I'm sure both of us wondering if the old place still really existed anywhere but our memories.

Then?

My best friends younger brothers' wife (Hi Kira!)

I was dreaming near the broccoli when a voice announced itself.
My brain wasn't working exactly and it took me a moment to place her.
Ah! Kira!

So sorry I didn't have more time, but really...it was delightful to run into someone that I KNEW.
Someone I've had dinner with and whose in-laws I've known since time immemorial.
That's one of my favorite things.

Fleetwood Mac. Rumours. It makes me happy, it makes me weep. It's a beautiful and heart wrenching album.

My mom.

Of course.

It's as though I can't quite get enough of her.

She's happy and sweet and boy oh boy...I love that she knows how to curse.

If you were to work with her, you would find each of your birthdays replete with flower tributes and balloons and cake.

Her mission is to make people happy.
And she succeeds.

She makes people happy like no one else I know

Wow.

I just realized something.

There are so many things that I have in my life that make me happy.

My fabulous friends and What's-His-Face.

The fact that I can sit on a computer and tell all of you about all of my joys.

Oh!
My dinner tonight!

That made me happy. (Food seems to be a major part of my happiness!)
It consisted of a moist and flavourful pork chop, baby potatoes (whole heartily recommended by the green grocer), and (of course) crisp green peas. I can't think of anything else that might have been required.

Except a glass of white wine. Wine...which was wonderful!

Oh! More music.

I choose Jack Johnson.

One of my favorite albums today is his "In Between Dreams".

It's simple, happy music.

No complications and no issues; just easy melodies and light lyrics.

It's been called 'pap' and that's true.

I'm okay with that.

As far as I'm concerned, there's nothing that makes a sunny day a little brighter then the sweet, lilting lyrics of "Better Together".

Sometimes it's nice to have simple music to act as a background to new tulips and fresh mown grass...and that's how his music sounds to me.

So many things make me happy.

I have such a good life...and my joy is found in relatively 'minor' things.

Good food, good music, a happy home life and dear friends

I am rich beyond imagination.

I wish all of you the best of meals and the happiest of memories; including the ones that have yet to transpire.

*Yes. So that means that there will be a "Part II" Happy things. You keep your fingers crossed and so will I!