This week, there is a myriad of small, seemingly insignificant things that have conspired to give me joy. So here is a short list of the things that have brightened my life recently.

1. Granola. Because I am an adult now, I can cram my yogurt so full of granola that I hardly realize I’m eating yogurt anymore–which is a truly marvelous thing, because I’m not big on yogurt and I’ve had to eat a lot of it recently. Granola is yummy!
2. This song makes me really happy. It has such a beautiful, whimsical feel that inevitably makes me perk up and imagine that I’m skipping through a sunny meadow in a cute dress sucking on a gigantic lollipop and holding a bouquet of brightly colored balloons.
3. I sold $32 worth of candles Tuesday! Weehee! It makes me happy to send people yummy-smelling things of my own creation.
4. Last night’s lunar eclipse, with the scarlet shadow creeping across the moon’s face…*shiver of ecstasy*
5. The sun. Not just the fact that it is finally sunshiney and warming up, but that the days are getting longer and I can see the friendly, beautiful sun until almost 5pm. (!!!)
6. I’m going to call my best-friend-since-second-grade, Elizabeth, this afternoon and that is always the most fun that can possibly be packed into 45 minutes or so. Elizabeth, wherever you are right now, you are so utterly spiffy! I love you!
7. We ate lunch at Stadium Pizza over the weekend, which was not only yummy but very fun because that is where we filmed a large part of one of our silent films back in 2005…And even more exciting because next weekend we will return there with some friends to start play testing the card game we designed based on that silent film. *mwahahaahaaaa!* (I am in a very strange mood today; all this happiness is making me hyper) This is the side of me that has not yet released itself into the blogverse: the spontaneously weird, utterly silly part of me that wants to do things like dress up in a fairy costume and skip around downtown Spokane with a basketful of candles handing them out to everyone, and actually does things like skip through Cannon Hill Park with a basketful of donuts to film a short, B-movie-ish little piece titled Lament of the Pastries, or  show up to midnight showings of I Married a Monster from Outer Space in ducky pajama pants, multicolored toe socks with flipflops, and glittery headbobbers. This might help explain why certain people (mostly teachers) have referred to the experience of knowing me as a trip to Planet Amy or being sucked into the Amy Zone. This will probably embarass me later, but for now…the secret’s out. I’m a bonafide weirdo. And I enjoy it.