six.

i've most certainly been slacking on writing this past week, but i can safely say it's all been for the better since my boyfriend and i have both found jobs. i've just added about 30% more meaning to my life, and 70% more happiness. and on the topic of happiness, my beautiful mommy tagged me to name six things that make me happy. i'll admit that i tend to write more about my downfalls rather than my uprisings, but i think my life mostly has a balance of both.

Six things that make me happy:

1. peeking into a warm oven and discovering that what's inside is coming along beautifully.
   
2. when people risk being around my frowns because they want to make me smile.
   
3. reading in the bathtub. i have enough candles to light the city, and although my book always comes back a little soggy, the crinkled pages are just a sign of love.
   
4. my lover. i can dance around the room with bedhead to my favorite song and he still loves me. no matter what.
   
5. music. i sincerely would be shriveled up dead somewhere without it.
   
6. my teddy. (see image)

I would pass this on to six other bloggers like i was told, but as i don't have any readers, the only person i could possibly tag is my boyfriend. and although i'm curious about what his answers would be, i simply don't know if i can sign him up to do it.