Getting into bed last night with my laptop and my newly-purchased box-set of Sex and the City it occurred to me that happiness is all about little things. Like getting into bed at 9pm with over 100 episodes of Sex and the City and a green tea.
I have thoughts of some others which are listed below. Would love to hear yours.
Gazing at my son
Clean sheets
Going for a walk with my husband
Lying on Bea’s bed telling the girls a story I made up
A full decaf latte (Starbucks, natch)
The end of a curry when the sauce is all mixed up with the remaining rice
Sleeping through the night
A new lip gloss
Enjoying a good book
Watching the girls sing Carla Bruni songs and imagining them married to a future French president
Writing a good article
Knowing that Christmas will be over in a few weeks….OK, only joking (half).
Copyright: Helena Frith Powell 2008
First of all…that kid of yours is absolutely adorable! And he looks just like you!
And thank you for reminding us of the little things that matters Helena…especially during this time of the year when everybody seems to be so obsessed about shopping, shopping, shopping!
Here’s my list:
- My child’s laughter.
- My husband telling me that I’m sexy even when I look like Marge Simpson!
- A slice of cake
- Listening to the rain
- A bubble bath
- A good book (preferably one of Helena’s)
- New shoes
- Playing with a kitten
New shoes….how could I forget that?
Hx
jasmine green tea, a piece of dark chocolate and 5 mins to flick through my favourite Sunday supplement
the first glass of wine after the kids have gone to bed
winter sun in Bahrain
Radio 4, a quiet kitchen and trying out a new recipe
the feeling of satisfaction after a good workout when I didn’t want to go in the first place
my kids telling me they love me
Snow and the stillness it brings with it;
A DVD box set of Damages (check that out HFP) or Brothers and Sisters Series 2;
Singing along with the children in the car (when they let me);
Getting the words right to pop songs (rare and reason for above);
In the kitchen Saturday nights, the whole family watching The X Factor;
Tea in bed on a Sunday morning and a newspaper to read;
Walking in a rain-drenched forest with my youngest daughter and our old dog Molly;
Making my husband chuckle;
When my daughter comes home from school and shouts “Oh my God Mum Guess what happened?” (Almost daily);
The rare moments the kid’s find me funny;
Harveys Bristol Cream in the winter;
Evesdropping on my daughters chatting late night;
My son’s Rugby Team singing their Victory Song (always gives me goosebumps);
The love of my girlfriends and the tears we share;
My son kissing me on the top of my head;
Parmesan, basil, walnut bread, red wine and Olive Oil the perfect meal;
New Comments on my blog http://www.julesritter.com (!)
I forgot one! Airmiles that convert into upgrades!
Helena talking about life in France.
I miss it Helana.
The feel of the fresh dirt on your fingers as you put the bedding plants in the soil in spring.
I wish everyone in the world could have a puppy dog so they’d feel just as happy as I feel right now.
(Miss America contestant, 2006)
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A friend like Graham to make you laugh and stop you going all smaltzy.
Oh I so loved your list. Hubby offered to me the movie DVD for my birthday. Do you think he means anything by that?