Happiness is...
Luxury showers. Multi-head. 8 speed. Spacious and warm. Not only am I cozy and clean, but I have just taken a mini vacation in the process.
The shower is only one of many pieces of paradise. Here, all things are at your fingertips. Including things as simple as gentle massages. Take that, Minnesota.
If only we could stay.
Showing posts with label cozy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cozy. Show all posts
Monday, December 19, 2011
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Fireplaces
Happiness is...
Fireplaces. You can choose to heat your house however you wish, but fireplaces have a special magical property. They provide heat but they also provide a cozy atmosphere, dimly lit, crackling with spirit. Plus, who isn't mesmerized by a good fire?
This evening, it made the room. I relaxed into the seat, calmly worked with my knitting, and sipped a glass of wine. It was the perfect winter night, with snow finally predicted to finish the whole thing off. Ahhh, cozy happiness.
Fireplaces. You can choose to heat your house however you wish, but fireplaces have a special magical property. They provide heat but they also provide a cozy atmosphere, dimly lit, crackling with spirit. Plus, who isn't mesmerized by a good fire?
This evening, it made the room. I relaxed into the seat, calmly worked with my knitting, and sipped a glass of wine. It was the perfect winter night, with snow finally predicted to finish the whole thing off. Ahhh, cozy happiness.
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Big mug
Happiness is...
The big mugs. I love drinking cocoa, coffee, cider, what have you. The way it warms my throat as I gulp it down is irreplaceable. And after a long frigid walk home, the first thing my frozen fingers crave is a steaming drink to wrap themselves around. But it feels so much more rewarding when I'm holding a giant, neat mug in my hands. You can have your crisp, white, perfectly flat mug. I like mine whimsical. Whatever the shape, no matter the colors, things are just better if it's fun.
I don't truly believe that size matters... with a couple exceptions.
The big mugs. I love drinking cocoa, coffee, cider, what have you. The way it warms my throat as I gulp it down is irreplaceable. And after a long frigid walk home, the first thing my frozen fingers crave is a steaming drink to wrap themselves around. But it feels so much more rewarding when I'm holding a giant, neat mug in my hands. You can have your crisp, white, perfectly flat mug. I like mine whimsical. Whatever the shape, no matter the colors, things are just better if it's fun.
I don't truly believe that size matters... with a couple exceptions.
Friday, November 11, 2011
Blankets
Happiness is...
Putting another blanket on. Yes, winter is here at last. It's cold. It may snow at any point. In my room, the only thing I look forward to is crawling into bed to escape the frigid air.
Luckily, I have not one... not two... but three blankets stacked on the top of my little mattress. It's a cozy little den under them, warm and toasty as well as weighed down and tucked in by piles of covers. This is a very common source of happiness for people, and I never quite grasped it until now (I lived in the second floor of my house growing up). It's like childhood, safe and secure.
I know I sleep like a baby, at least.
Putting another blanket on. Yes, winter is here at last. It's cold. It may snow at any point. In my room, the only thing I look forward to is crawling into bed to escape the frigid air.
Luckily, I have not one... not two... but three blankets stacked on the top of my little mattress. It's a cozy little den under them, warm and toasty as well as weighed down and tucked in by piles of covers. This is a very common source of happiness for people, and I never quite grasped it until now (I lived in the second floor of my house growing up). It's like childhood, safe and secure.
I know I sleep like a baby, at least.
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Sleeping Bags
Happiness is...
The way the sleeping bag holds all of your warmth with you. I like to cuddle in and zip it up to my chin. After that, nothing can escape my little forest green envelope.
The other amazing thing about sleeping bags is their properties in making you feel like a kid again. When I was a kid, my parents would almost always be forced to tuck me in tight. With ease, they'd stuff my sheets under my legs and into the nooks of my hips, and they'd kiss my forehead goodnight. I'm still missing that kiss, but I'm feeling pretty good about being trapped in two small feet of blanket room! I get some of my best sleep that way, despite the solid camp floor.
Hello Tettegouche, how I love you.
The way the sleeping bag holds all of your warmth with you. I like to cuddle in and zip it up to my chin. After that, nothing can escape my little forest green envelope.
The other amazing thing about sleeping bags is their properties in making you feel like a kid again. When I was a kid, my parents would almost always be forced to tuck me in tight. With ease, they'd stuff my sheets under my legs and into the nooks of my hips, and they'd kiss my forehead goodnight. I'm still missing that kiss, but I'm feeling pretty good about being trapped in two small feet of blanket room! I get some of my best sleep that way, despite the solid camp floor.
Hello Tettegouche, how I love you.
Friday, September 23, 2011
Hello Autumn!
Happiness is...
The first day of fall! Man, does it ever feel like it. I woke up, made myself some toast and cocoa, and then crawled right back under my blankets. It's in the 40s outside, but I get to take shelter in my cozy little bedroom! (For now)... Soon I will venture out, and I better see at least 40 leaves on the ground as I make my way to campus. Crunch, crunch, crunch, and I'll be happily on my way!
It feels good to welcome fall in. Winter can hold off, but I love this season. Beyond words.
The first day of fall! Man, does it ever feel like it. I woke up, made myself some toast and cocoa, and then crawled right back under my blankets. It's in the 40s outside, but I get to take shelter in my cozy little bedroom! (For now)... Soon I will venture out, and I better see at least 40 leaves on the ground as I make my way to campus. Crunch, crunch, crunch, and I'll be happily on my way!
It feels good to welcome fall in. Winter can hold off, but I love this season. Beyond words.
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Warm toes
Happiness is...
Tucking your feet into your body and feeling the warmth spread.
This morning was not extremely exciting. It was probably no more than 50 degrees outside and the rain was coming through (not down) in torrents. An umbrella didn't even help. My face was wet and my jeans were freezing into a stiff mass. I was sure that I was going to experience instantaneous pneumonia. Yes, in September.
Luckily, after I got to work after the long walk and got my clothes to dry off, I'm still able to slip out of my flats and stick my toes into the fold in my knees. It's the same concept as sticking my cold hands up the back of your shirt, though slightly less discomforting. Instead, it's nothing but pure joy, as my toes radiate with warmth and fit cozily into the crooks in my body. We were made to hold ourselves. Embrace throughout the frigid fall temperatures. Rejuvenate mid-day. And now here I am, warm and relaxed, sitting in a jumbled ball at my desk. It just doesn't get much better than this...
Tucking your feet into your body and feeling the warmth spread.
This morning was not extremely exciting. It was probably no more than 50 degrees outside and the rain was coming through (not down) in torrents. An umbrella didn't even help. My face was wet and my jeans were freezing into a stiff mass. I was sure that I was going to experience instantaneous pneumonia. Yes, in September.
Luckily, after I got to work after the long walk and got my clothes to dry off, I'm still able to slip out of my flats and stick my toes into the fold in my knees. It's the same concept as sticking my cold hands up the back of your shirt, though slightly less discomforting. Instead, it's nothing but pure joy, as my toes radiate with warmth and fit cozily into the crooks in my body. We were made to hold ourselves. Embrace throughout the frigid fall temperatures. Rejuvenate mid-day. And now here I am, warm and relaxed, sitting in a jumbled ball at my desk. It just doesn't get much better than this...
Monday, September 19, 2011
fuzzy blankets
Happiness is...
Fuzzy blankets. It's that time of the year, when I add some backup to the measly covers on my bed. Pull the blankets out of the closet, stretch them out on the bed, and add some weight and some warmth in the chilly apartment. And it's more than just an additional quilt. It is an extra-soft micro-plush cover. Instead of just bundling up and feeling okay about it, I get to scream excitement from every extremity. As I pull it up to my chin I am enveloped in a cave of amazing warmth. It makes my frigid toes more content, and as my fingers run through the wonderful fibers the rest of my body is happy as well. Sure, I don't want to get out of bed. But it's also that time of the year, when the nights are starting to get longer anyway. That must mean that we get more time to sleep, correct? Well, don't ruin my thunder just yet.
Fuzzy blankets. It's that time of the year, when I add some backup to the measly covers on my bed. Pull the blankets out of the closet, stretch them out on the bed, and add some weight and some warmth in the chilly apartment. And it's more than just an additional quilt. It is an extra-soft micro-plush cover. Instead of just bundling up and feeling okay about it, I get to scream excitement from every extremity. As I pull it up to my chin I am enveloped in a cave of amazing warmth. It makes my frigid toes more content, and as my fingers run through the wonderful fibers the rest of my body is happy as well. Sure, I don't want to get out of bed. But it's also that time of the year, when the nights are starting to get longer anyway. That must mean that we get more time to sleep, correct? Well, don't ruin my thunder just yet.
Monday, August 1, 2011
The right stuff
Happiness is...
When you're feet are cold as you crawl into bed. Nothing says sleep tight like wrapping yourself in a warm cozy blanket... And in the middle of the summer it's best with cold feet, you know? Mmmm I'm just gonna let myself get comfortable now. Buenas noches!
When you're feet are cold as you crawl into bed. Nothing says sleep tight like wrapping yourself in a warm cozy blanket... And in the middle of the summer it's best with cold feet, you know? Mmmm I'm just gonna let myself get comfortable now. Buenas noches!
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Late Night Showers
Happiness is...
Late night showers. Get wet, get clean, get into bed. It's awesome. Everyone in the world is asleep and you are doing the old lather, rinse repeat. Better yet, try one in the dark.
I don't care that I'm going to wake up with all of my hair on one side of my head, I get to crawl under the covers all cozy and warm. Hits the spot.
Late night showers. Get wet, get clean, get into bed. It's awesome. Everyone in the world is asleep and you are doing the old lather, rinse repeat. Better yet, try one in the dark.
I don't care that I'm going to wake up with all of my hair on one side of my head, I get to crawl under the covers all cozy and warm. Hits the spot.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Red Box
Happiness is...
Movies for a dollar. It seems like an easy solution to a boring evening, and it spices up any date night. Walk into your nearest grocer's, step up to the red kiosk, scroll through the many disasters you wish were never put to film, and find the odd treasure. I promise you won't be disappointed.
Sometimes I get nostalgic for Mr. Movies or Blockbuster (yes, all movie stores in my zip code are officially closed) and then I save a couple bucks picking up a movie for the night. I don't even have to wander around the store to make my choice... Nor do I have to be tempted by the candy at the checkout. It's decided, I prefer my red box. Want one of your own? Try the codes DVDONME or BREAKROOM and go home with a good flick! mmmmmredboxyesplease...
Movies for a dollar. It seems like an easy solution to a boring evening, and it spices up any date night. Walk into your nearest grocer's, step up to the red kiosk, scroll through the many disasters you wish were never put to film, and find the odd treasure. I promise you won't be disappointed.
Sometimes I get nostalgic for Mr. Movies or Blockbuster (yes, all movie stores in my zip code are officially closed) and then I save a couple bucks picking up a movie for the night. I don't even have to wander around the store to make my choice... Nor do I have to be tempted by the candy at the checkout. It's decided, I prefer my red box. Want one of your own? Try the codes DVDONME or BREAKROOM and go home with a good flick! mmmmmredboxyesplease...
Friday, March 25, 2011
home
Happiness is...
Waking up naturally, to a bright morning, with the covers pulled to your chin and your face up against your cozy pillow.
Home sweet home.
Waking up naturally, to a bright morning, with the covers pulled to your chin and your face up against your cozy pillow.
Home sweet home.
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