My Happy List
For Clare Dugmore's Bloghop of Joy, this is my incomplete list of delightful things in my life:
First, the big stuff, in no particular order:
Jack the Greyhound. His adoption profile described him as a unique character, which turned out to be a major understatement. He loves his Favourite Human (Yours Truly) and expresses this in a variety of hilarious and endearing ways, such as stealing my dirty gym socks out of the hamper to cuddle when I'm out of the house.My family. Enough said. My best friend. She is a total badass first responder (firefighter/EMT) who lives in the Texas hinterlands.My coauthor. Church. Especially when the Sunday school kids are around. Running around outdoors. I am lucky enough to live in a city with lots of parks, so I can jog, birdwatch, or whatever. Cooking. I find the process soothing, and it sates the 'instant gratification' thing as one gets to eat something delicious as soon as the process is done.
Weird and small stuff, in no particular order:
Young, Dumb and Living Off Mum reruns. Whenever I feel like I'm making a hash of my life, this gives me a bit of perspective.Reading primary sources. Sometimes, it seems humanity has reached a new low. Then I read, and realise if we survived this same stuff in the 15th century (with no running water, sterile hospitals, cell phones, or public transit), we're going to be OK. TVTropes. If I am feeling uninspired, it helps me out. Or helps me procrastinate. Funny-looking vegetables. The local produce shop stocks things like Romanesco broccoli or purple carrots, and it makes my day. Strange/gross science facts. My Lady Friend introduced me to The Brain Scoop, which involves taxidermy and anatomy (not for the squeamish!) and it made my afternoon. Statistical trivia. If someone points me to a database of llama farming by county or internet porn searches by state, I'm delighted.
First, the big stuff, in no particular order:
Jack the Greyhound. His adoption profile described him as a unique character, which turned out to be a major understatement. He loves his Favourite Human (Yours Truly) and expresses this in a variety of hilarious and endearing ways, such as stealing my dirty gym socks out of the hamper to cuddle when I'm out of the house.My family. Enough said. My best friend. She is a total badass first responder (firefighter/EMT) who lives in the Texas hinterlands.My coauthor. Church. Especially when the Sunday school kids are around. Running around outdoors. I am lucky enough to live in a city with lots of parks, so I can jog, birdwatch, or whatever. Cooking. I find the process soothing, and it sates the 'instant gratification' thing as one gets to eat something delicious as soon as the process is done.
Weird and small stuff, in no particular order:
Young, Dumb and Living Off Mum reruns. Whenever I feel like I'm making a hash of my life, this gives me a bit of perspective.Reading primary sources. Sometimes, it seems humanity has reached a new low. Then I read, and realise if we survived this same stuff in the 15th century (with no running water, sterile hospitals, cell phones, or public transit), we're going to be OK. TVTropes. If I am feeling uninspired, it helps me out. Or helps me procrastinate. Funny-looking vegetables. The local produce shop stocks things like Romanesco broccoli or purple carrots, and it makes my day. Strange/gross science facts. My Lady Friend introduced me to The Brain Scoop, which involves taxidermy and anatomy (not for the squeamish!) and it made my afternoon. Statistical trivia. If someone points me to a database of llama farming by county or internet porn searches by state, I'm delighted.
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