I found this image while looking for a "happy" pic for an earlier post, and doesn't it just bring back some memories! Actually, I don't remember any of the other images, but I do remember coming up with my own, less philosophical versions over the years. I think I shall share them, and see what I can add (apologies to Charles Schulz if I accidentally step on his toes) :
Happiness is a drawer full of clean underwear.
Happiness is an empty bladder. (ahhhhhh....)
Happiness is a warm shower on a cold day.
Happiness is not having to scrape your windshield on a cold morning.
Happiness is a quiet early morning that belongs only to you.
Happiness is when somebody else did the dishes/mopped the floor/mowed the lawn...before you got to it.
Happiness is finding out it's just a dead light bulb.
Happiness is coming home to the smell of dinner.
Happiness is a warm dessert.
Happiness is when that semi does not pull out in front of you.
Happiness is when someone brings donuts the morning you didn't have time for breakfast.
Happiness is a sale price on the item you have a coupon for.
Happiness is unexpected chocolate.
Happiness is seeing the speeder who tailgated you earlier, on the side of the road in front of a police car.
Happiness is thinking of the perfect comeback before it's too late.
Happiness is getting your hair to do the same thing the hairdresser did.
Happiness is finding plenty of leftover time on the parking meter.
Happiness is losing weight accidentally.
Happiness is realizing there's no school traffic the day you're running late.
Happiness is figuring out how to fix it--in front of an audience.
Happiness is when the dog stops dead and comes running back at your desperate whistle.
Happiness is having all the ingredients already for a new recipe.
Happiness is pulling that person's name up out of your memory just in time.
Happiness is finding comments on your blog!
And on that note...got any others to share?
Indeed!!!
ReplyDeleteI could add others, but you nailed the good ones. Especially the tailgating speeder getting his just desserts!
PS: What is Flartus? A sir name?
Hey, Alix, my faithful reader! Flartus was the nickname my dad gave our dog when I was a teenager. Whenever I need a screen name that I *know* will not be taken already, that's what I use. FYI, my real name is Alison. :)
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