Category: Happiness

I got a special box in the mail today from my favorite cousin, Janet. Just because. She sent me this:

It smells so heavenly and makes me think of Autumn! Thanks Janet!

My sister and Grandniece, Abby.

I was struggling with some html code, pulling out my hair, and my cousin Janet came to my rescue! So Today I am not only thankful at having my cousin, Janet, but that she is always ready to help her scatter brained cousin! So Janet, you’re my happiness today!!

Happiness is:

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Happiness is looking down and seeing the smallest smile and having it warm your heart!

Isn’t it wonderful, after all this hot, humid weather, we have finally started to have some cooler temperatures?
Soon it will be fall, my favorite time of year, and the crisp days and colorful leaves will return.

Yes, this brief appearance of cool weather is reminding me of things to come. And I am looking forward to that with pleasure.

Getting taken out for lunch and eating my favorite Crispy Sesame Shrimp! It was just the best!

We have started picking our peaches. We actually ate the first one yesterday. It was warm, juicy and delicious! The crop is full and heavy and when we came in yesterday from grocery shopping we found our beautiful peach tree torn asunder!
Before

After

But, we’re lucky. The crop is nearly ready to completely harvest. Just days from now, really. We’ve already picked two baskets full and in the next day or so, we will be making a peach jam called “Heavenly Jam”.
Mother Nature sure has an odd sense of humor!

On even the most depressing of days, one can find something so precious, so special, that one just has to share it with the world. Even if the world, my world of Dackel Princess, is a small one!
I was having trouble finding something that I could “use” for my happiness challenge, and then I swear, the good Lord had other plans. So here is my Happiness Challenge for today.
I was doing my grocery shopping in the 99 millionth day of heat here in the northeast. Now y’all in the southern states actually choose to live there, but I live in New Hampshire, and this weather is supposed to come one day and be gone the next. C’mon. I was not feeling very happy about soaking my clothes on the way to the car. Okay, back to the grocery store. There I was standing in front of the Mexican food section looking for Peach Salsa, (my new passion) when I heard the most wonderful, and the happiest giggles around. The giggles appeared to belong to a small female child, although I couldn’t see them in the next isle.
I finally found Neuman’s Own Peach Salsa, and then went back to retrieve Hubby from the meat counter before our grocery bill resembled the National Debt! As I turned the corner there they were. Three blonde haired, blue eyed pixies in two shopping carts being pulled through the grocery store by their good natured, no great natured Dad! He asked them what they liked for a treat and they said, “Kwaft Macroni & Cheese!!” And he went over and got 6 boxes. “How come we need so much Daddy?” one of the girls asked. “Cause you’re really good girls!!!” he answered.
I asked if they were triplets. They were all about the same size, all looked nearly identical. But no a set of twins and a single. So I said, “Oh twins and a spare!” And he laughed. “Why’d she say I was a spare Daddy?” echoed the little girl. “Cause I’m lucky to have all three of you!”
It turns out that the happy laughing family was giving the Mom of the family a break. I saw them and heard them as Dad pulled them wildly through the rest of the store. And I thought how lucky these three girls were to have such a wonderful warm, fun Daddy who gave his wife a break, and the girls the best gift of all, a fun day at the grocery store with the man who gave them life.
Now that’s happiness!!!

This is our beloved Max (Feb 26 1991-Aug 3, 2003) in the sunset of his life.
To have known such a magnificent dog was truly a great happiness!

WHEN you are old and gray and full of sleep
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true;
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face.

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead,
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

William Butler Yeats