I love the smell of a candle after it's been extinguished. It usually reminds me of birthdays and for some reason, that makes me happy. When I was a kid, birthdays were an excuse to make complicated cards with games and poems for the guest of honor (and subject everyone to playing them because I was the kid, no matter whose birthday it was). Also, ( Read more... )

My thoughts just now reminded me of a rhyme my Nanny (mom's mom) and my mom used to recite to me when I was little. To paraphrase ( Read more... )

In the house I grew up in, my mom used to have a plaque that hung on the wall of the bathroom, directly across from the toilet, so that it was noticeable and frequently read ( Read more... )