Things That Get Overlooked

[butterflydreaming]

I once, as a kid, made a list of 100 things that I considered blessings. I was the only one of us seven that hid in the bathroom to cry, but even still, I put that list together in the time it took to write it out. Things like "snail trails" and "being able to sing" were on it -- maybe not those, specifically, but to that effect.

I made a comment to a friend today about the things that get overlooked. What brings you delight in your day? Not the expected -- don't say family or your lover or your career or writing. Tell me about demitasse spoons. Tell me about air fresheners.


1. I have a favorite mug, perfect for tea, French press coffee, hot chocolate, chai, or cider. It's brown clay; I bought it in Winthrop. I love the way it fits my hands, which makes me feel like I belong in this world. See? I fit.

2. I'm fond of paperclips, especially the swirl kind. They're steel. They're practical. Their design and manufacture is a simple perfection.

3. Mt. Rainier, also called Tahoma, part of the landscape that always catches my notice.

4. Getting to choose postage stamps from several designs.

5. Tinted moisturizer: a brilliant invention. (Guys, in make-up this takes the place of foundation and is good for the skin.)

Because I write posts like this, some people think that I'm a pink-ribboned girl, all unicorns and rainbows and daisies.

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[boldfeather.livejournal.com]

1. The aroma of hand-tanned moose hide, smoked the traditional way.
2. One of my kids grabbing and holding my hand.
3. Snow falling.
4. The aroma of Brylcreem. My husband uses it, my grandfather used to use it.
5. Flowing water - rivers, streams, creeks. I can sit and watch/listen for hours.

[(Anonymous)]

Brylcreem! What a happy reminder of my childhood, too. My Dad used it religiously. It's a camphor-like, minty smell, isn't it?

[boldfeather.livejournal.com]

I find it more of a soapy smell. But then, like perfume/cologne, it smells different on different heads. I dated a guy who used it, and I was not pleased when his hair was within sniffing distance of my nose.
My husband smells "good," my Grandfather smelled "warm."