On Thursday of last week I was weepy. For various reasons, not all of them bad. One, in fact, was quite good (Later. I'll tell you later. I don't know...I'm feeling superstitious.) I had hit that point where you cannot stop crying, even though reason has set in and the sun has come out and the Blue Bird of Happiness is chirping in the tree outside your window. And yet, you can't stop. I've talked about crying here enough times to know that there are several of you out there who know what I'm talking about. And if you don't know what I'm talking about can you bottle that magic and pass it around?
So, anyway, I was crying, and it got to the point where I had to resort to the Big Five. The five things that, when combined, form a shield of awesomeness around me and make me feel like life can go on despite all the evidence against such a feat. They are:
1.) Pajamas (life cannot be so bad if at the end of the day you get to take your bra off and put on stretchy pants.)
2.) My pink bathrobe that may as well be my boyfriend
3.) Toast with butter and jam
4.) Hot chocolate
5.) The Blue Castle. (This book is like aloe on a sunburn, like aspirin on a headache, like raw bacon on your chest when you have an upper-respiratory infection.)
It worked. On Friday morning I woke up happy as a happy thing. The world may go on.
What are you Big Fives?