Here's my post about it.
And since this is the last day of 2015, here is my complete list!
Lays Chocolate covered potato chips.
The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton.
The sky – always different, always the same.
Ruby's neverending enthusiasm for the headless rubber chicken.
My fabric stash.
Fuzzy socks on a cold morning.
Stained glass windows.
Sunday morning Jazzercise.
Small notebooks for recording big ideas, thoughts, and feelings.
Trees in winter.
Self-checkout at Walmart.
Dancing with Kyle Abraham; Otis Brown; Eric (at the Carver Theatre).
“The quality of life is in proportion, always, to the capacity for delight.” -Julia Cameron
Being the last one out of bed.
Little boys in overalls exploring the world.
Proof that spring will come. [pic of daffodil shoots]
Decorating with cotton.
Going to the movies with my husband on a random Friday afternoon.
Sunday afternoon siesta.
Live streaming when you can't be there.
When someone compliments my outfit.
Daily conversations with my father who is ill and lives 1500 miles away.
Mama's roast beef.
Morning conversations with Eric on the drive to school.
Mrs. Fattig. 3rd Grade.
Ghirardelli Dark Chocolate brownie dough.
Books hand-picked for me by my father.
Breakfast for supper.
Cooking with an iron skillet.
#Oscars2015 pajama party.
This cookie from Whole Foods.
Yesterday's no-Snow Day and today's snow-dusted delay.
Robin eggs. [the candy]
Waking to the sound of rain and birdsong.
Old-fashioned personal mail found in the mailbox.
Fifth grade friends.
The fact that Eric spent 7 hours today working on a song.
Boys in pink shirts.
Hot air balloon.
Fresh grapefruit juice.
Induction of Kathryn Tucker Windham into Alabama Women's Hall of Fame
The art of storytelling.
Traveling with JuliAnna Dykes.
Freedom. (after visiting Dachau concentration camp)
Crazy long distance phone calls when cell phone won't work and you're missing loved ones so much.
Brock Colyar's suitcase still in one piece.
Not having to pay to use the public restroom.
My own bed.
In Vienna, you can Dial-a-Poem.
Coca-Cola's “Make a Move” short.
People who explain things by using metaphor.
Walking the neighborhood in the early morning dark.
Azaleas in bloom.
Polka-dots. Especially Eric in polka-dots.
That bird outside my window singing so happily in the dark.
Morning drive with @bensollee.
Wisdom at morning @jazzerciseinc : “If you can't hide it, decorate it.”
New plants in old pots.
The way Ruby barks at thunder.
Tree Change Dolls.
Breakfast with Papa.
LISTEN, SLOWLY by Thanhha Lai.
Art by @brianandreas.
Mints at Olive Garden.
Friends who say just the right thing. Looking at you, @mattarnett!
Writing in the parking lot.
Those jar grip thingies.
Metal dresses by Chris Beck at Magic City Art Connection.
That scene when Forrest Gump just stops running.
Restaurant in Atlanta overlooking Oakland Cemetery named Six Feet Under.
Books on hold for me at the library.
Hot tea on a rainy morning.
“Hooray, it's May!”
“Scars prove that you're still here.” - @ashparso STILL WATERS.
Sunday night suppers at Chuy's with Eric.
Banana pancakes with cinnamon and sugar on top.
Andrew doing his own laundry.
Maggie our cat giving herself a bath.
Papa's binder where he lists all the books he's read.
People who are passionate about what they do.
Boys in tuxedos.
Don Draper's new idea. #MadMen
Typing “THE END” on the first draft of a novel.
Live music on the pier.
Road-tripping with Paul.
My own bed.
Quilts on a clothesline.
The color aqua.
Having an imaginary friend.
All my boys in one place.
The word “precious.”
Cell phone camera.
My writing chair.
Fried pork chops.
The beach at night.
Screened in porches.
Monte Cristo hotdogs.
Doctors who say, “it's not going to kill you.”
A friend reaching out.
Fresh ground pepper.
Rearranging the furniture.
Homemade whipped cream.
Farmers' market with Paul.
Microchip dog ID.
Baking a cake.
Summer Poetry Swap.
The scent of basil.
Twilight movie marathon with Eric.
Friday Night Lights.
Bobbie's old office chair.
My Authur Umlauf sculpture.
Writer-friend phone therapy.
So quiet I can hear the clock ticking.
Planning a vacation.
Poetry Friday community.
Wild ponies of Assateague.
Luxury bed sheets.
The Bird Girl.
Sweet and sour sauce.
Early morning walk on the trail.
Fabric in the mail.
Book signed by author.
Reuseable grocery bags.
Walking on the beach.
First day of school.
Used book stores.
Lunch on the back porch.
Supper on the back porch.
Rick Springfield singing Katy Perry's ROAR.
Dancing in moonlight.
Finishing a quilt.
High school football.
Cello teacher saying I'm becoming a “sturdy” player.
Upside down yellow maple leaf on the walking trail.
Birds on a wire.
Caterpillars turning into monarch butterflies.
Papa writing stories.
Sitting in Sandra Bullock's chair at historic, delicious Bright Star Restaurant.
Me, Paul, Daniel & Amalee sitting around the kitchen table.
Black cat in my lap.
New sculpture at BJCC.
How empty the streets during an Alabama game.
The Lebanese food festival.
The wet world.
10th Annual My Favorite Poem.
Little red wagons.
This #OutandAboutDress by @sewcaroline.
Boys with long hair.
Tiki mosquito torches.
Looking through old scrapbooks.
NEVER BROKEN by Jewel.
Dreams that hold horses.
The new Harry Potter play.
Thank you notes.
Sugar maples in fall.
Getting new book contract from Lerner and F&G's from WordSong in the mail on the same day.
Sharing a secret.
Saying thank you.
Hearing thank you.
Paula Deen's bacon-wrapped chicken bites.
Daylight Savings time.
Eric on drumset.
Cabin in the woods.
Early morning rain in the woods.
#wild blogging friends.
Taking a mental health day.
Trying a new recipe.
Peanut butter balls.
Sacred harp music.
Kid art on display.
Friday night football.
Self-timer setting on camera.
Movies that are also books.
Time spent with my sister.
70 degrees in November.
How you an reinvent yourself with a new haircut.
Phone call from a friend.
“If you want to fly, you have to give up the things that weigh you down.” -Toni Morrison
Gifts in the mail.
Johnny's in Homewood.
My miniature tea party tree.
The sound of rain.
Blanket with sleeves.
Harney & Sons Paris tea.
Harney & Sons Paris tea.