I wasn’t going to do a love list today.

I’ve said that before.

Many times.

I’m like a broken record, really, or Girls Gone Wild! ads on late night television (with less skin and more sullen malevolence), or the lingual patterns of teenagers (“Rilly? No way. OMG. Rilly? No way. OMG. Rilly?”)

Lather, rinse, repeat.

Thing is, I’ve hacking like a 90 year-old smoker with a kitten trapped in their lung. This makes me feel… crabby.

Which I’ve also been before. And admitted to before.

I think I used to devote entire hours to being crabby from ages 13-17, most often when I thought my mother could be in my proximity, because a) she’d love me no matter what and b) MOMS ARE SO ANNOYING! GOSH!

(I CAN’T WAIT TO BE ANNOYING TO CHILDREN!!! INSTEAD OF JUST THE OPPOSITE SEX!!! AND PEOPLE WHO HATE OVERPUNCTUATION!!!)

But none of that really matters, does it?

“Just do the damn list, Meg… your backstory is so emo we bought it a striped shirt and eyeliner.”

Well.

Okay then.

THINGS I LOVE RIGHT NOW

Orange juice from Happy Planet
Oat bars
Numi tea
Crisp white shirts
My doctor, if he gives me the GOOD cough stuff
The way penguins walk
Weekends, thank heavens
Dreaming of California
Illy coffee
The hottest hot sauce that clears up your nose
Fake fencing swords
My new sister-in-law, Carey xoxox
Having a sister! What the frick?!? That’s awesome!
Wide open windows
New lipgloss
Possibilities
Boys in glasses
Showing my mom how to use YouTube to watch Christopher Walken dance
Honey and lemon in hot water
The fact that it snowed today, but there is no evidence remaining of the same
Funny voice mails that make my day
Being stuck with my dad while traveling… he makes me laugh
Coconut lotion
Genoa salami
Fresh cherries
Watching my parents dance at my brother’s wedding FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER
People who are comfy in their skin
Strappy shoes with a tan
People who know how to be witty and warm at the same time
Wooden bracelets
Lemon-Mint Ricolas
That the area under my nose is no longer a sinus-inflicted red, flaky Hitleresque painstache
Debates that keep my mind from closing in on itself
My roommate, who is home from California
Eric, our lovely friend she left behind
All the sassy surfer girl bangles and earrings she brought me home (I love big earrings)
My fireplace
Bounce sheets
Lip balm that smells orangey or vanilla-y
Edible babies

As usual, feel free to leave your own love list in the comments, or put one up at your blog. Love makes things better, I swear, even if it’s just for a few minutes until the next bomb drops.