uncle sugar always asks what will make me happy. i like that he thinks that way.
i mean, it's easy to know what makes someone mad; just follow the passive-aggressive tones and sighs. happiness is a lot quieter, though. subtle. elusive. sometimes slippery for a superstitious girl like me.
but it's a really good question to ask yourself periodically, yes? because, eventually, you'll find the most basic ingredients to your own joy.
last week, on one of our many bike rides into town from our beach house, i braked. stole a quick sip from the italian ice i was bringing home for lillie while i waited for him to roll up beside me. and told him this. this makes me happy.
he nodded and smiled. and i didn't have to explain anything at all.
and that made the happiness i'd felt only seconds before? feel like nothing at all.
i am hyper-digging this i-loved-it-then-forgot-all-about-it blog. it's so dead-on true in its simplicity. her other blog is one of my absolute faves. and have you thought of this? what would make you happiest? what sort of life? what kind of day? tell me, if you have a second. i love hearing your stories. bike just like the one i wheeled all last week found here.