Raindrops on Kittens

This morning when I got up I was really not pleased to be awake at such a godawful early hour, and so I had my angry face on. Unfortunately, I wasn't ready for it when I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror -- and it kind of scared me. Not not kind of, really. So, in order to avoid any more "angry face in the early morning" scares I have decided to make a list of the things that make me happy, and carry it with me in my heart. Or at least in my pocket.

• Bacon, lettuce and tomato sandwiches are my favorite thing to eat for breakfast. It's the best part of meal without the interference of eggs and shit like that. And, since it has vegetables on it I can consider it health food. I especially love it if the sandwich comes with fries.
  
• I love watching any sport on television where there is a chance someone will fall. Ice skating is the first one that comes to mind, but it fails in comparison to gymnastics or skateboarding. I don't actually like watching people get hurt, but I feel a good fall knocks them down off their "I'm so co-ordinated and athletic" high horse. And you know they're all like that...
• I like reading the food section of all the major newspapers every Wednesday. I also love reading cooking magazines. I dog ear the pages with recipes I like in the hopes of one day putting together a great collection. I picture myself carefully copying them all on index cards and keeping them in a prettily decorated box. It will never happen, but the thought makes me feel warm and domestic inside.
  
• I love getting pedicures. I am not a massage person, I don't like being touched that much by anyone but Ryan, however I find pampering my feet endlessly satisfying. Maybe it's because I have webbed toes and my feet look like they belong on a hobbit, so any beautification is greatly appreciated.
  
• Of course, I like wine.
  
• Oh, and watching TV while drinking wine. Especially 30 Rock.
• I love catching small animals I should not try to touch. I don't know why, but frogs, lizards, bats, mice, etc. just turn me into a kid. I have to touch them all. Oh, and if they're too big to hold I have to feed them. It drives Ryan nuts, and it has led to me getting bitten a couple of times, but I can't help myself. That's why we haven't vacationed in Africa.
• I enjoy taking pictures of people I don't know when they aren't aware and are making ridiculous faces. I always think I'll include them int he blog later, but then I'm afraid someone might recognize themselves and come find me to beat me up.
  
• It sounds weird, but I really like waxing my upper lip. Same goes for tweezing my eyebrows. It's one of those "oh, gross" guilty pleasures, like picking zits as a teenager. I think you all know what you mean.
  
• When I'm in my car I like listening to sad songs over and over again and seeing if I can make myself cry. It makes me feel deep.
  
• I really like making lists. Pretty much lists of any kind make me happy, no matter how pointless.