Having no single socks after folding a basket of laundry.  I actually think to myself, "sweet!" when I realize every sock has a partner.  (it's the little things...)

Having all the necessary ingredients when you're about to make a meal that you've been craving all day.

When I see a total douche bag out in public and the opportunity presents itself to photograph him/her and then later post them on Facebook.  Most recently, I was sent a text of the most amazing mullet I'd ever seen.  It was mullet-tastic.  Thank you Melissa. 

When I think of a funny, come-back right away and not the next day, like I usually do.  It's not really as funny when you call the person the next day and say, "Oh yeah, well so does your mama".  When you're funny like me, timing is everything. 

Drinks + itunes = happy.    I once woke up after an epic party and had a $45 itunes bill.  I won't get into it, but I'll tell you that DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince were involved. 

Swinging.  Not in the biblical sense, but as in swings.  Like a swing set.  Or a hammock.  Or a rocking chair.  I like to swing back and forth.  It's very soothing to me.  I could swing for hours.  Again, not in the dirty way. 

A manly massage.  I have spent the better half of 37 years getting massages from only women.  I will always request a woman just so that I'm more comfortable.  But, something came over me on a recent vacation and I asked for a man.  A big, stocky dude came into my room and I laid there for 45 minutes getting the best massage I've ever gotten in my life.  Nothing worse than being all geared up for a massage and then have some weasly woman delicately rubbing your skin. 

Starbucks.  Nothing more, nothing less.

Finally getting up on a wakeboard after 3 years of epic fail!!!!

The smell of sparklers.  Or a bon fire.  Seriously--is there anything better?

Watching a road rager get pulled over.

When pomegranates finally come into season. 

Sleeping boys.....

Finding the exact item that you've been looking for--on sale. 

Thunderstorms. 

Dark, disturbing documentaries.

Bloody Mary.  Ketel One. Tomato juice. Tobasco. Worcester. Pepper. Celery salt. Stuffed green olives. Pickle.  Word.

Modern Family.

Movie night with Jason. 

When all my friends are gathered and we're laughing to the point of tears.

When the only two people who get the joke are my sister and me.

Clean little boys who smell like Bath and Body Works: Woods.

A good book that I never want to end.

Hearing from others that my boys are kind and well behaved.

Spotless house and windows open on a crisp, cool day.

The smell of chlorine (or bleach).

Finally reaching the end of a blog. 

Happy Thanksgiving!!!!