Stupidly Happy
Nov 17th, 2007 by lisa
It’s moments like these that make me ridiculously, stupidly happy.
Paul is playing a game on his Xbox, Siofra is sleeping happily on her blankie and I’m sitting here watching the light gently fade outside the window as the sun sets.
This is what Home means to me.
We’ve been shopping at Sam’s Club, buying extra so we don’t have to go shopping next weekend. We both hate Black Friday, and Sam’s Club is just way too close to the Mall of New Hampshire. As a result, the kitchen is absolutely bursting with food and other goodies. The freezer and fridge are full, and we have more hot chocolate on hand than is reasonable for two people. I don’t know about anybody else, but that just gives me a warm, cozy hibernation kinda feeling.
Ridiculously, stupidly happy.
The light outside at this very moment is magical. Twilight is my favorite time of day, and fall is my favorite time of year. The angle of the sun right now is perfect, and has made me so relaxed that I can’t stop smiling. I must look like an idiot. Who needs drugs? Not me. Not when I can get so absurdly high just watching the light fade outside my front window.
Why can’t all days be like this? Probably because I would then take them for granted. I’m just thankful for these moments when they do happen. I think maybe they could happen a bit more often, though. I wouldn’t mind that at all.
