Happiness is warm wax oozing onto your skin, and being removed by a gentle technician, and the snotty eyebrows that result.
It is also having OPI red toenails and pale passion pink fingernails.
It is walking in the rain to the bookstore, and finding a cd by an artist you never thought you’d like, and then having your husband sneak up behind you, and tell you your toes are cute.
It’s warm lasagna on a cold rainy day, and an afternoon browsing dvd stores, and not finding what you wanted, but not caring, because the act of browsing was enough fun.
I love rainy Saturdays.
man, that sounds blissful.