Everyone Should Keep A List (#7)

of all the little things they love!

1. My good health.

2. Shamrock Shakes and Surprise Fries from the Hubs.

3. This Boy and his silly sense of style:

4. The ability to deadlift. Get out of here sciatica!

5. Mangos! Especially scraping the flesh off the pit with my teeth!

6. This old cat.

7. My 13 year old Kenmore washing machine that is-touch wood-still going strong. Even after sitting outside, with water in it for 3 years.

8. This baby:

9. My peace, calm, wisdom and clarity:

10. Leftovers the next day!

How about you? Tell me all about the little things you love!

Throwback Thursday- Young Me Edition.

I swear this is one of my first times participating in such a thing here.

It was really fun to look through my old photos and while I don’t have a lot, I have enough to play for a little bit! All photos circa 1970 something.

My Gran and me. I look to be about….2..ish. I also look like my Grandson here! That was a funny realization. It’s the round squishy face ❤

I’m probably 3 here. Playing in the water on Gabriola Island. My grandparents property had a stream running through it and the otters used to play in it. Thankfully, no otters in my buckets today! Had I been a parent there, my kids would have totally been in that stream. Maybe not at three years old but most definitely later. I admire the supervision I was under here, ha ha!

Maybe 4 or 5. I appear to have short hair so this looks to be around the time I wanted to be a BOY and walk around with my shirt off because it was hot. I asked my mother for a haircut because I thought having short hair would mean I was a boy. I deeply regretted that for years to come! I had bad hair until my teens!

I used to beg my dad to make me these silly hats. He had a million handkerchiefs. That he actually used as handkerchiefs!

Ha! And did you know that until today I always thought the word was hankerchief ? Don’t I feel silly!!

Special thanks to Anne from Snowbird in Paradise for the inspiration and encouragement. This was fun!

Love to Love! – Extras

I don’t know what happened, was it the moon? Something in the water? It’s a great and wonderous mystery to me but I’ll take it because it made my week a delight!

Hubs and I picked up Popeyes for lunch last Friday as our Valentine’s present to one another and while the bag felt extra heavy, I thought nothing of it. It was probably Hub’s gigantic 4 piece meal.

Nope! I’d asked for a three piece tenders meal and received this instead:

Six pieces in total! Woot woot! Plus, a ton of smaller bits and bobs that probably added up to make 2 more pieces. Chicken tender jackpot, ha! I ended up saving the extra for lunch the next day. What a treat!

Then!

A few days later we went to Tim Horton’s to grab a coffee and Hubs asked for my usual – large mocha- and this is what they gifted me instead:

An extra large mocha, ha!

It was well made too, more chocolate than coffee. Just how I like it. I felt a bit ridiculous drinking that giant thing but I managed just fine.

Its the little things that bring me joy. ❤

Love to Love!- Marriage Meme

How we met- He was a regular at the restaurant I worked at. I never got his order right because he always asked for onion rings instead of fries and specified “no tomato”. Who does that!? We still argue about that to this day, heh.

First date – We met up at the local skeevey bar and I was the aggressor. He was on my “list” and I was checking him off.

Age difference – One year, nine months and twenty one days. I’m the younger.

Funniest – We both have our moments. I could not live a life without laughter.

Loudest – Generally…me. But Hubs has the “Dad voice” that I just don’t have.

Most stubborn – We’re pretty even in this regard…thankfully, ha ha.

Falls asleep first – Me, because I go to bed at old lady time. Hubs, if we go to bed together… unfortunately… because then he snores and I have to listen to it!

Cooks better – Moi! But Hubs pays more attention to the fine details when he cooks so his food is prettier.

Most social – Meeeeeee! Not that I’m overly social. Hubs is pretty anti- social. Not that I blame him. I’m getting there.

Better morning person – Moi! I wake up early, even when I don’t have to. I cannot stand laying about in bed.

Best driver – Hubs. He is a professional after all…

Best dancer – Me but I’m not a dancer. Unless copious amounts of alcohol are consumed.

Best singer – Meeeeee. I’ve lost a tone in my left ear now though so that may not hold true!

His secret talent – Attention to fine detail. Persevering with fiddley projects that I’d have given up on long before.

My secret talent – Able to defuse tense situations intuitively/easily with humour and/or empathy.

Happy Valentine’s Day!

Play along in the comments, if you are so inclined! ❤

Love to Love! Neighbours in Winter.

I live in between two pretty decent sets of neighbours.

FINALLY!

If you read my neighbour post last year for the A-Z Challenge you’d know this is a truly rare gift.

What makes these people great?

We all seem well matched in temperament, personality styles, communication and what it means to be respectful.

This is magic enough but in the Winter time something extra, extra happens:

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By some unspoken agreement, we seem to have decided that whoever gets out there first, shovels the sidewalks. Sometimes its me or the Hubs, sometimes its the young couple, sometimes its the family next door.

Not a Winter day has gone by without one of us, shoveling the other walks along with our own.

No thanks are spoken, no mention is made. It’s our actions that are speaking loud and clear ❤

I just love that!

Love to Love: Inside Jokes With…

Yourself!

You know, those silly little things that only you find amusing. Those moments in life that give you a good giggle whenever they cross your mind.

Here are a few of mine:

The time I got stuck in a bean bag chair and had to work way too hard to roll myself over to an edge so I could get out, laughing my butt off the whole time.

Image:GearNove

Can you imagine trying to get out of this bad boy?!

The time I signed a birthday card for someone at work – Happy Birthday- Lael- and the people who signed the card after me starting signing it – Happy Birthday Lael! – Haa Haaa Haaa.

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The time I laughed and felt my belly jiggle like a bowl full of jelly which made me laugh again sending me into an endless loop of laughing until I finally held myself still enough so my belly would settle down.

The time I rolled over in bed and found that my butt had eaten the sheets, ha!

Think I’ll add this to my Goodreads List!

Your turn! Do you have any inside jokes with yourself? Tell us in the comments! ❤