It's Only A Paper Rose

I just realized that I only ever made it up to seven entries for my "8 days" posts. Tsk.

I will close it out with friends. Going out for rock climbing, and dinner, and pool, and karaoke with friends is excellent, especially on a night you'd otherwise be sitting at home alone.

I like to think I'm a good balance of introverted and extroverted; I can be perfectly happy sitting in the bath reading a book or playing around on the Internet or what have you. But even though I'm a bit slow to make them (probably because I'm picky about who I spend time with - you can all pretend to be surprised now), friends are (to me) what make the difference between life being good and life being awesome.

So, many thanks to Monica and Philip and Justin for hanging out last night. It was a blast. And thanks to each and every one of you who have put forth the effort to be my friend; trust me, I know it's not always an easy task. But it's been fantastic, and I hope it continues to be so for some time to come.

So to finish the meme...good times with good friends make me awesomely happy.

Finding a beautiful wedding dress for $250 makes me pretty damn happy.

Getting an extra half-hour of sleep due to a power outage and still getting everything done and out the door on time makes me happy.

Making it home safely from Costco in near-whiteout blizzard conditions in my little Mazda3 with no snow tires makes me happy.

wheeeeeeee-I'm-not-dead-endorphins

Visiting and giving gifts to good friends on Christmas makes me happy.

Silly poems written by excited friends make me happy.

Twinkling Christmas tree lights make me happy, as does the anticipation of a large pile of presents beneath waiting to be opened.

Work-sponsored holiday massages make me happy. Even if they're only twelve minutes long.