8. A warm home
Especially when the temps drop dramatically, and the world turns grey. The sight of piles of warm soft cosy blankets also fills me with delight. Not to mention fleece throws. Whoever came up with the idea of turning unwanted plastic into fleece deserves the Nobel prize for something, or maybe he or she has already got it. If not, I would be very happy to send in a nomination.
The human brain is so inventive, isn't it. Just think of all those people through the ages, not to mention right now somewhere, who have to put up with their husbands or wives or parents saying that they were wasting their time, and could they please consider finding a proper job........
Well. Our lives are immeasurably enhanced by their fortitude. This is what happens when dreams collide with determination and an ability to become deaf when people view those dreams with derision. The literary giants had to put up with it too. Starving in garrets etc etc.
So back to warmth. I feel the need to find some old fashioned leg-warmers, and would you believe that they are unobtainable. Sigh. And no, knitting some just does not appeal, and nor would my knitting result in leg-warmers which stayed in place. I have this vision of me hobbling along, trailing a leg-warmer in my wake, which is absolutely not the look I am aiming for. You see, I can't wear tights. They feel like fire on the leg, so I had a bright idea and bought some leggings to wear under skirts, thinking that they were more structured, therefore would not feel like fire. I was woefully wrong. So then I thought - aha!! Leg warmers! But my quest for lovely soft leg-warmers continues. Otherwise skirts in winter will be out of the question.
It will soon be time to start thinking of hauling out the decorations. The little Christmas lights give me a great feeling of warmth and light and cosiness, and this is why every year my decorations go up earlier and earlier. If we have to live through dark dreary winters, warmth and light are essential, and all those little lights make life seem a great deal brighter, don't they. Missy and her parents are coming to visit Moregranny and Great-Granny at the end of the month, so I want to have some lights working by then. Little girls like sparkly things. My granddaughter is perfecting her dance moves. She is so funny, and sings away at the top of her voice while twirling about. She has the head moves for pirouettes completely aced. A star is born!
And I can't wait to see her soon.