The kid - everyone should have one.
The pug - everyone should have one. They come in two colors. Get two. One summer, one winter.
Books - everyone should have lots, just lots and lots and lots and well, lots.
a DVR - all those recorded shows just waiting for me. Bliss!
Gray's Anatomy - Cristina Yang - you slay me every single week. Thank you.
A Coast - pick East or West or somewhere else, just pick and go. Or live.
Surfers - Not a sport for me but man, I love me some peeps on waves.
K-Cups - Thank you for coffee in the middle of the day, middle of the night, morning, mid-morning, early evening, well you get the picture. Coffee makes me me. So does hot apple cider. The cocoa, however sucks. Don't go there. Trust me. I went and it was bad, oh so bad.
Fuzzy slipper socks with big faux fur cuffs - Yep, I rock the fashion here at my own home.
Fireplaces - real or fake - ambiance is the same - Flickery flames and delightful warmth. Makes me think of Little House on the Prairie minus the hard stuff, and the Prairie.
Candles - real or fake - The cinnamon spice makes the house smell like someone baked. Now if only someone would really bake, I would totally add that to the list. Stupid dogs, just refuse to learn anything new.
Holidays on the horizon - Cheesy specials, homemade craft night, the kid being home for many days IN A ROW. Winter looking brighter, at least for a few weeks. Food. Twinkle lights. Santa. Reindeer. Peace on Earth.
My Winter Bed - cozy linen sheets from the early 1900's, six down filled pillows, velvet duvet with a goose down comforter. A crazy quilt stitched in 1871. All laid out on a high four poster bed with me right smack dab in the middle. The bathroom window opened to the night breeze because winter bed is hot, both figuratively and literally.
Eyeglasses - I like sight.
Reduced Fat Wheat Thins - Better than regular Wheat thins. Easy and neat to eat while reading.
Starbucks Red Cups - Coffee is just more festive in red. Everything is more festive in red.
What do you love?
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