THINGS I LIKE:
Doc Martin re-runs - I think we are in the second go-round of the series, and we are finally understanding how the English people sound when they talk!
Iced Coffee - a newly discovered treat that daughter Kerry insisted I would like - and I did!
My computer - always on the list except when it is acting up.
Knowing how to touch type - but kids today learn how to do it without having to spend two semesters in school taking typing classes. You learn fast if you want to!
The smell and feel of the ocean - of interest is that daughter Kerry lives in LA, considerably closer to the ocean than I live. When I go to her house I can sense a change in smell from cows to salt water, AND I always get a headache because, I say, the air is heavier there than where I live now. Is this possible?
Rings and bracelets - I don't have much in the way of bling, but rarely do I purchase anything for my neck. But I do like to decorate my fingers and wrists!
A workable scanner - After "making do" with a cheap scanner, I ditched it and bought another one that was the same price but is working like a charm. Making do with the old one was the stupidist thing I've done in a long time!
THINGS I DON'T LIKE
Putting meals on the table. If I only count dinners for about the 50 years I have been an adult and planning meals, you can see why I am ready to be FINISHED cooking.
The smell of freshly mown grass. Talk about stirring up the allergies! The minute I hear the mower coming toward us I batten down the hatches but good!
Political phone calls - even from my party. I don't want to talk politics to anyone.
Seeing road kill - Self explanatory
Taking the written test for a Driver's License. I beat myself up something fierce studying for it. I never fail, but there is a first time for everyone.
THINGS THAT MAKE ME LAUGH
Seeing a Port-a-Potty being carried down the freeway in the back of a pickup.
Listening to Jerry laugh - it's infectious!
Getting hiccups at my age. Such indignity.
Having a hummingbird look me in the eye when I'm sitting on the porch.
The old movie "Mr Hulot's Holiday" with Jacques Tati.
Men wearing red slacks. Pul.....eeze!
Slapstick comedy. A good pratfall can send me into gales of laughter.