Feeling kicks from within. Nothing compares to that feeling. Nothing.
Afternoon naps. The husband and I used to have them all the time, then I somehow went on a two year hiatus. No idea why, just always felt like there was too much to do. But now, I guess I feel like I'm allowed again somehow, and they are absolute bliss.
Being able to find socks in the morning - preferably in my drawer. Socks seems to go missing in my house - they are abducted at a rate of about a pair a week. Someone needs to open an investigation on the dryer...I think he might be some sort of predator.
Visits with the Bahama Mama. She was just here over Christmas and now I won't see her again until June or so, which sucks royally. She may be the only person in the entire world that knows me for how I really am, no holds barred, and still wants to hang out with me at the end of the day...and into the wee hours of the morning.