Wednesday, September 21, 2011

If this isn't nice, I don't know what is

“I need to start doing this more”

I can’t tell you how many times I’ve said that over the last few months.  I think it’s a sign of a good (albeit busy) life. 

I was at the beach a few weeks ago with friends.  Getting sticky from the sun and covered in sand and we were just talking about God and basking in the sun.  We laid on the beach until we couldn’t stand it and then just walked into the ocean and watched the surfers.  It was a brilliant day.  I need to do that more.

This past Saturday I ventured for the first time to the San Diego Swap-Meet.  It was a treasure trove of weird and strange and wonderful things.  For some people that is their Saturday tradition—wandering the aisles, chatting with the sellers, soaking up the San Diego culture.  The hubs and I found a vintage clothes hamper (something I had been wanting forever and this one is just perfect), a vintage Hollywood pin-up bottle opener (the girl has some major gams) and we picked up some tools at a great price (there is never a day when he is not looking for tools).  It was lovely to meander with our friends and find gems that we love.  I need to do that more.


We got a clothes hamper like this one, but green (for 10 dollars!!)
We have a friend who is graduating from the San Diego Probation Officer Academy (I’m sure it has a smoother name than that) and on Friday we’re having a party at our place.  It’s to celebrate him, but also just to celebrate.  I freaking love to celebrate—birthdays, anniversaries, just anything, really anything.  I’ve loved getting decorations and ideas for the party together.  We need to celebrate life and all the good things more often. 

“And I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, 'If this isn't nice, I don't know what is.” 
― Kurt Vonnegut, A Man Without a Country

I need to do that more.

Last night I was able to go to a show at a bar right down the street from me with my lovely, lovely church friends.  I say church friends, because I feel like that makes them extra special.  There’s a bond between people who you are in true community with.  I’m so lucky to have those ladies (and some gents too).  It was a great show, there was great beer, and even some dancing.  Even though I went home and destroyed my phone immediately after (my purse may have fallen in the toilet (ssshhh, don’t freak out about how gross that is)) the night was oh so delightfully good.  I need to do that more often (just not that phone part).

Tomorrow night the boy has planned an extra special date night.  It’s all a surprise.  He’s being sneaky.  I, OF COURSE, need to that more often. 

I’m so damn excited about that.

I need to be that excited more often.

Finding new music that makes my life more wonderfully full of color. I need to do that more.

Discovering more reasons to love this city. I need to do that more.

Isn’t this life just the best? 

We all deserve to fill our lives with things we love. 

You should do that more.

-Whimsy-

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