When I was in high school, my theatre troupe (which was a group of homeschool kids, directed by a fabulous lady with loads of theatre experience, which actually rehearsed in garages, giving us our name of the Garage Theatre Troupe) put on the musical You’re a Good Man, Charlie Brown. There’s one song, right towards the end of the second act called “Happiness” and it was one of my favorite moments of the whole show.
Happiness is finding a pencil.
Pizza with sausage.
Telling the time.
Happiness is learning to whistle.
Tying your shoe for the very first time.
Happiness is playing the drum in your own school band.
And happiness is walking hand in hand.
Happiness is two kinds of ice cream.
Knowing a secret.
Climbing a tree.
Happiness is five different crayons.
Catching a firefly.
Setting him free.
Happiness is being alone every now and then.
And happiness is coming home again.
Happiness is having a sister.
Sharing a sandwich.
Happiness is singing together when day is through,
And happiness is those who sing with you.
Happiness is morning and evening,
Daytime and night time too.
For happiness is anyone and anything at all
That’s loved by you.
– Skyping with my Welsh twin. We met in Samoa last year, and none of the Samoans could tell we two palagis apart. We’ve kept in touch since and are currently scheming over how to meet up.
– Making bread in my brand new Dutch Oven, a merry Christmas from Brother. Also, this Dutch Oven could double as gym weights.
– Curling under the blankets. I’ve got fantastically soft sheets (although not as nice as my fleece ones at home) and a huge, poofy, white down comforter. I built blanket forts with my pillows and watch people pass by on the street below.
– Editing photos from Christmas and remembering this wonderful horse ride.
– Wiping chocolate off my chin while eating strawberry crepes with Brother this morning after we finally figured out which Starbucks we were meeting up at.
– Staring at a half-knit scarf on the floor and imagining someone’s smile when they unwrap it in a few weeks.
– Dragging myself the 10 minute walk to church only to be incredibly blessed by the music and the lesson. Take that, laziness. Get thee behind me.
– Reading this post by blogger Rachel Held Evans and then seeing it quoted in this article by CNN. I feel like a paparazzi or something for having spotted the quotation.
– Day dreaming about a trip to Spain.
– Eating cabbage and sausage and then realizing that this amazing meal, which has fed me for 3 days, cost $10 and had 4 ingredients.