Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Gather the crumbs of happiness and they will make you a loaf of contentment…

I know it hasn’t seemed apparent in recent months, but I love this little blog. There are times when I go back through the last three years and read my older posts and think “Dang, I’m a funny girl”. It seemed I had no shortage of stuff to write about. Though I often feel the heartbreak of the last year has taken some of the funny out of my sails, I still love this little blog.

As I come out of the fog, and for any of you who have lost a parent, you know the fog of which I speak, I am glad that I still have my little blog. I know I don’t write as often, or am I near as funny, but I still like to check in.

With that being said, I sat around this morning wanting to write on my blog, but not knowing what to write about. You would think living right here in the Nation’s Capitol I would have plenty, and I would, if this was a political type blog. I’m sure you’ve noticed that I stay far, far away from politics. Ugh, the thought of it makes my head hurt and my tummy roil.

I thought about writing about my grandbabies, but I don’t want to wear that subject out. I realize I am the one who carries the most joy on that topic and honestly, that’s quite alright by me. I love when I can text them and say, “Ahem, anyone want to Skype with Nana?” and I get a phone call right away. But you all don’t want to hear about that every single time I sit down to write.

What is left? I asked myself. The dogs! I answered. But you know what? Those rascals have done nothing interesting in weeks. Other than tear to absolute shreds a hard-to-come-by Trinidad cookbook that I had rescued from Skater’s house. I don’t know what got into them. Coming home to a house full of tiny pieces of paper and cardboard was not fun. Trying to figure out exactly what they had chewed up was kind of interesting, but not really blogworthy.

I also have the problem of not being able to remember shit (there’s just no way to say “can’t remember ___”, without saying shit, I don’t know why) stuff I was going to write about. I remember being somewhere, the people who were there and laughing and saying, “I’m so going to put this on my blog!” The next morning I’m on the phone asking all involved if they remember what it was we were laughing about and what it was I was going to put on my blog. Sometimes my friends are no help. All they do is remind me of the wine we drank. Don’t even say it, because I am positive alcohol has nothing, nothing, to do with my memory lapses. It’s age. Dammit. 

So. Here I am.

I have thought about it and have decided to share some Facebook entries with you. I know a few of you are friends on FB and have already seen these, but hopefully they will make you smile once again.

As I mentioned, I’m coming out of a fog and in doing so, I have decided to capture my happiness and write it down. Happiness in the little things. Which is easy to do, because I’ve never been rich enough to find happiness in the big things. That’s not to say I didn’t give it a shot, we did buy a MegaBall ticket or twenty two. Alas, my future lies in the little things. But you know what? I don’t mind at all.

Here are a few of my Happinesses…

  • Happiness is pink and fluffy…
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  • Happiness is looking over to see the grown man in the next car reaching out to wave at your dog.
  • Happiness is having A/C in your drivers seat.
  • Happiness is lucky charms…
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  • Happiness is Skyping with your grandgirl and she laughs for the first time.
  • Happiness is Skyping with your grandboy all the way in California.
  • Happiness is happy-ness…
  • Happiness is watching a bunch of city dogs figure out what to do with a pair of ducks.
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  • Happiness is telling weight watchers to kiss my big fat butt and making a candy bar cheesecake from scratch.
  • Happiness is pony shopping for your grandbabies...
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  • Happiness is tulips in your windowsill that came from your own backyard.
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What is your happiness?

10 comments:

  1. Happyness is being alive and living life to its fullest.

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  2. I can't tell you how many times I have done the SAME THING!! "Oh, that was hilarious! Gotta remember to blog that." or "Oh! Did I already blog about that?"

    Happens to me all the flipping time. It's hell turning 50 is what I am saying.

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  3. I'm sorry you're in a fog, but so happy you are finding little things to be happy about.

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  4. Happiness is checking your blog (which I do each and every weekday - rain or shine) and find there is something new that makes ME smile! :)

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  5. Happiness is being able to take a week off from Acme Sweatshop to visit the husband's grandkids and sit & laugh with their parents. And have cocktails.

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  6. Happiness is waggy-tailed dogs greeting you at the door after a rough day at work. It's living vicariously through your daughter's blog and being proud that she's such a good writer!

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  7. I'm pretty sure my memory lapses come from wine ;)
    You ARE a funny girl! Great Dawns, you know. lol
    Stay happy.

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  8. Your photos make me smile! I love your blog too :)!

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  9. Happiness is laughing every day.

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  10. Happiness is reading someone else's happiness! Really so glad you have the babies, dogs and CCG man to make you happy! I am glad your fog is starting to lift too.......having been there myself I feel your pain..........and you wake up one day and realize that life will pass by if you don't get in the game - and our loved one's - they are really always with us..........

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