The Grace Experiment, Part 1

No, not that Grace I usually blather on about . . . today's title refers to a blog experiment launched here and as written about by a host of other bloggers far more talented and interesting than little ol' me (like this one). Here's the idea - please brace yourself for the unicorns-and-rainbows, soft Oprah-lighting feel to this one - for 365 days, the blogger posts 5 things, mayjah or minor, which have graced his or her life.

Since I am obviously far too lazy / irreverent / bad at following rules busy and important to do a daily post, let alone one in which I set aside my snarkitude and act appropriately, I'm adapting this to a semi-sorta-regular weekly series. And so - ((deep breaths)) - I attempt to set aside bitter harpy-ness and bring you the five things for which I'm feeling quite grateful lately . . .

1. Men who cook willingly & well. Mine in particular is, at this very moment, making a big Italian dinner all by his very ownself.

2. Surprise phone calls - remember that funny device that makes the odd ringing noise, the one I generally prefer to ignore?* - from faraway childhood friends.
*Not to be confused with my iPhone, for which I harbor unhealthy feelings of devotion and adoration.

3. Overcast Sundays perfect for napping on the couch & starting a new book:

So long as we're getting obnoxiously warm & fuzzy, I'm pulling out all of the shameless stops, including gratuitous puppy photos. Yeah, I know.

4. Witnessing an important moment in American history , regardless of how you or I (you might be surprised) or your mom's gardener's waxer voted.

5. Finding my go-to-jeans on sale.