What feeds that smile?

Interesting question. A lot feeds my smile. Waking with a start on Saturday mornings, thinking I'm late for work, and then realizing that it's Saturday. A fantastic new book. Rainy days (especially thunder). Overhearing someone correcting someone else for saying "irregardless" or "supposably." An unexpected text message. Anything related to Italy. My favorite foods. Patchwork quilts. Compliments. My nemesis falling down three flights of concrete stairs. (It hasn't happened, but it feeds my smile just thinking about it.) Witty tees. The dollar bargain bin at Target. David Gray. A good martini. Trying on new clothes and realizing I look better than I thought I would. The first couple of days after I get my eyebrows done. Dogs wearing sweaters. Spontaneous decisions to go to a bar or restaurant when I thought we'd be staying in. Packing neatly. Vanilla. Crackling fires. Beautiful days for hiking. Cards from my Ammy. Drinking gin and tonics on the boat in the summertime. Floating on the lake. Actually waking up early enough to go to the gym. My fiance's hand on the small of my back as we walk around. Spooning. Red nail polish. Engrish. Drinking tea while watching the BBC version of Pride and Prejudice. Fortune cookies. Travelling. Big, gynormous, oversized umbrellas. Graham Greene. Re-reading the Anne of Green Gables series. Charleston. Puddles. Honey butter. Christmas lights. Polar bears. Silver necklaces. Cheap sunglasses. Flip flops. Proofreading. Black and white movies. Fleece blankets. E-mails from my best friend in Alaska. Knit scarves. Shoe organizers. Strawberry candy. Bud vases. Good music. New shoes. Birthdays. School supplies.