grace in small things. 70 of 365.

grace in small things. 69 of 365.

finding a key that has been missing for months, in a very unlikely place.
paul simon.
muscle relaxants.
gifts of delicious baked goods.
the man who told me I looked perfect even though I had dirt on my sleeve and bits of cardboard in my hair.

drinks on a patio.
the puppy that did adorable things with his giant puppy paws and his sharp puppy teeth.
dating epiphanies.
giving my sister the opportunity to use the word “churlish” in a sentence.
the dialogue in lifetime movies.

the piece of paper carefully folded and tucked into a crack in a brick wall that reminds me of Boo Radley’s tree.
the anticipation of finding out what colour the flowers on my hibiscus tree will be.
falling in love with an empty room and wanting to roll around on its hardwood floors and whisper sweet nothings to the glass in the windows.
putting on a favourite dress that I haven’t worn in years, and remembering why I’ve kept it for so long.
hearing the cheers of my city, unified and ecstatic, even though the excitement is brought on by a hockey game.

the cricket sound my computer has started making that reminds me of camping, even though it probably means that the computer is going to explode.
Janice Dickenson.
the two inches that my newly potted plant has grown in the last four days after being forced to live in a tiny plastic pot for eight months because I’m a plant abuser.
the words “flopping” and “sprawling” in relation to couches.
the acrobatic tricks Kit Fishto is doing, because he can sense that I’m having trouble coming up with a fifth thing for my list, and he wants to give me something to write about.

the sound of pine cones popping open in the trees above my head.
being so happy you cry.
knowing that at this very moment, my parents are watching Leonard Cohen live, and that tomorrow we will get to compare notes.
the stupidity of people because it makes for entertaining television.
wine gums.

being the last person to be helped by the woman at the parking permit office before she went on her lunch break.
the $60 I discovered I had when I counted my spare change.
root beer in glass bottles.
the computer glitch that magically fixed itself after causing problems for a week.
my new Sigg water bottle.

playing in dirt.
my new hibiscus tree.
the tomato plants that are going to assist me in my epic battle against the pigeons.
finding out that a friend from university is going to be moving to my neighbourhood this summer.
realizing that my apartment looks like the home of someone who is happy.

dogs who hang their heads out of car windows.
men who throw Arrested Development quotes into regular conversations that I happen to overhear.
being greeted with a piece of pizza from a friend after a busy day at work, because they know you that well.
helping a friend shop and she finds fantastic things, on sale, in every store we go into.
having a whole weekend of art related activities planned.