100 Things That Make me Happy: Part 13

I'm compiling a list of things that make me happy. To catch up on previous posts, please click here. And in no particular order, I continue!

#61. The Postcard Campaign. I'm so glad people are enjoying taking part in it. It's been a lot of fun. Plus who doesn't love doing the happy dance at the post office? Due to my busy schedule, I forgot to post my thank-you to Rachel McCool for the one she sent out in July! I love the Charlie Brown stickers on it. And  before I forget, my friend Krissy from Talkative Taurus is sending them out for August!

#62. Miniature golf. I'm sorry, how can you not have fun cursing at the windmill for knocking your ball off course and therefore back to you?? Because that was Mini Golf is all about. Cussing out the stupidity of each of the 18 holes. Talk about a fun afternoon!

#63. Reading The Happiness Project by Gretchen Rubin. I bought it the last time I was in Target. I find it very interesting and I'm now having ideas of my own Happiness Project. And I'm not even finished with the book yet.

#64. Chapstick. I'm rarely found without chapstick in my pocket, my purse, my car, my nightstand, my living-room side tables, or anyplace else I can put it. Often I find it in the dryer - much to my dismay. If I find myself without it, the world is coming to an end.

#65. My mom took in a new little kitten the other day. She named her Posey, after my favorite Giants player, Buster Posey. She and Libby were actually getting along, and then the next morning and the kitten wasn't doing so swift. My mom rushed off to the vet's office and met the vet at the back door when he came in for work. He was surprised by the turn-around of her health, but decided to keep her at the clinic and monitor her. He got her heart rate and temperature back up closer to normal and she was meowing more. My mom has been wanting a kitten so bad for quite awhile now, and this little thing was found in the shop at her office.

 

Think good Posey thoughts! 

Posey Update: She's doing good! Mom feeds her by syringe every few hours. She's taking her to work and Posey crawls all over her desk, talking to her. Mom says that Libby wants so badly to play with little Posey, but Posey is still so little (maybe about 3 to 4 weeks at best), and "kisses" off the leftovers over Posey's meals off her face. I will get to meet her Friday night as my parents are coming up and they can't leave her since she has to be "bottle fed". Plus the invasion of Libby . . . all of this means that Miss Harriet will have to be locked in my bedroom for the weekend. She'll get over it. Here's another picture Mom sent me of Posey with Libby, she calls it "The Mexican Standoff".

Update on the update: Just got a text from Mom saying that Posey started to crash again and she rushed her to the vet. Mom said she started looking a little better by the time she got to the vet's office and is going to leave her for the day again.

PLEASE THINK GOOD POSEY THOUGHTS!!!!!!