My allergies? They make me sneeze. And sneeze. And sneeze and sneeze. And I'm all stuffed up. So I didn't sleep well last night. Of course, I had a labor intensive dinner planned for this evening. But I didn't have the energy to whip it up. Laying on the couch, trying to conserve energy - I fell asleep. And when I woke up? There wasn't time for the dinner I had planned. Hello, Pizza Delivery? Do you deliver joy in a box? Thank goodness! My hero!
I like it that I've kept this little blog quiet. I like it that it's mostly just for me. I also like it that a few of you stumbled here and found me, that I'm able to provide inspiration for others. If it gains momentum on it's own, great. That would be wonderful. But mostly, I like it that I don't feel pressured to advertise, drop comments everywhere, do give-aways, etc. It's a quiet, peaceful little place for me to record joy. Just the way I like it! Joy!
When I was growing up, we called my parent's closest friends "Aunt" and "Uncle." By default, their children, our friends, were our cousins. We've just finished our trip in Savannah with one of our dearest friends. You know - the kind where both of you (you and your spouse) actually enjoy equally both members of the other couple. We try to get together as often as we can, even vacationing one long weekend a year together. Leaving their "cousins" was so sad for our boys. They hugged and started planning the next visit. It was so sweet. And I found such joy in their "cousin" bond.
I'm visiting my most favorite place I have ever lived, Savannah. I hated moving away and I try to come back to visit as often as I can. This trip the azaleas were blooming as beautiful as I remember them. Gorgeous pinks, reds, corals and whites. Huge bushes, wild and boasting deep, rich color. I love this time of year in Savannah. And I love her wonderful azaleas. They bring such joyful beauty!
I used to live in Savannah. And when I first moved there I smelled such delicious smells starting at about 10am every morning. I asked my neighbors where the aroma was coming from. "Mrs. Wilkes, of course!" was the reply. Where? I asked. "Just around the corner and look for the line." No sign. Just a line of people waiting for delicious, home-style, southern cooking. She started working there in 1943 and took over, running it until she died in 2002 at age 95. She never retired. Her family runs it now and I had the pleasure of eating there again today. I moved away years ago but I try to visit every time I return because Mrs. Wilkes brings me joy!
I love to read. And I love to own the books I read. But I can't afford it anymore. That's one splurge I've cut back on. Our library has filled the void. And today, it's so easy to obtain the books I want. I simply go online, do a search, fill out a request for the book and they email me when it has arrived at our local branch. I can renew online. I can even pay fines online (oops!) I love our library. It brings me joy!
I know that no eye doctor out there likes you sleeping in your contacts. Even the extended wear versions. And I discovered them late. But now that I have them I LOVE them. It is so nice to wear them on nights that I know we're going to be rushing in the morning. Or when we're sleeping in an unfamiliar place. Or when it's been a late night and that's one less thing I have to do to prepare for bed. Extended wear contacts bring me absolute joy!
