Happy Post

I have had a lot of people tell me that my depressing posts are depressing them, and, what's more, that they all are convinced that I'm miserable all the time. The truth-- I only blog when I'm miserable, really. When I'm happy, I'm out catching rainbows and playing with puppy dogs and bunnies and stuff. So. Without further ado, here are some happy things for all y'alls. With bullet points! Gotta love bullet points.

• It snowed about a foot yesterday. We shoveled snow from the driveway and then strapped on skis and tramped out a flat spot where Lukas and Jan will build an ice rink.
• I have a giant bruise on my knee and another one on my arm. From cross-country skiing. When I fell down. Well, one of the times I fell down. Not sure which one. Why exactly bruises are a good thing is one of the many unsolved mysteries my psyche holds.
• I finally made it to a rank of 100 in Psychonauts and got to see the bonus scene. Ok, so I googled "Psychonauts Figment Help" to find the last three, but still. I'm awesome.
• Oh, and I had a birthday! So now I'm old.
• I love my hankie. I got it in Japan, and whenever I cry on it, it makes me feel better. Way better than tissues. This particular hankie is not for boogers.
• My birthday package came the day after my birthday, full of much awesome and spiffiness.
• My host parents got me glasses with clear lenses for my birthday. I told them that, since I can't really speak intelligently, I might as well look šikovna, or even mudra.
• Tanner's Narnia greetings DVD was the best thing I've ever seen. I thought it'd make me cry, so I got my hankie all ready, but I laughed and laughed.
• On New Year's Eve, Lukas and his girlfriend had some friends over and we walked up on a nearby hilltop and watched the fireworks over the city while we passed around a bottle of champagne, which was, after midnight, legal for me to imbibe.
• I decided some time ago, but don't think I mentioned to many of you, that my favorite word is "cataclysmic". I don't know why, but all the 'k' sounds appeal to me.
• School and dance start up again tomorrow, so I won't feel bad about skulking about the house anymore.
• This morning, I wasn't sure if school started today or tomorrow, so rather than call one of my acquaintances from school, I walked all the way there and back, reasoning that it's not like I had much else to do, and the exercise would do me good. So I took a two-hour walk in the snow this morning.
• Shoveling snow, to return to a previous point, reminds me something little imaginary people living on a cake would do when you shake powdered sugar over them.
• I got an amazon gift certificate from Kyler for Christmas, so that's pretty sweet.
• My old headphones broke, but now I have new ones! Blue ones! Shine your shoe ones! (Sorry, doctor seuss moment)
• I'm trying to read The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe in Slovak, since I got it for Christmas. I don't know about half the words, but it doesn't really matter since I basically have the English version memorized, it turns out.
• I'm not out of Burts' Bees yet!
• I haven't shaved my legs in almost a month, but it's not like anyone will see, considering that they'll shoot you if you don't wear socks and boots.
• I've got a sweet new type of over-the-shoulder roll to teach to all my dancing friendlets back home. It goes side to side. Did I already mention that at some point?
• I'm not wearing socks or slippers at the moment. Ha ha ha ha.
• My new year's resolution this year: To spend the whole of 2008 without buying any clothing for myself. It's good to walk through a store and say "No, you know what, I have everything I need." Which, in turn, reminds me that I could be living under a bridge and still have everything I need, since God loves me and all. Sorry to be Captain Preachy Good Christian Girl, but it's true.
• While I'm on the topic of being Captain Preachy Good Christian Girl, I finished reading through the bible the week before Christmas, and now, on the second time through, I'm about halfway through Deuteronomy.
• I got a sweet switchfoot tshirt in my birthday box. Which is sweet.
• I found the one truly disgusting Slovak... dare I call it food? It's sort of a beverage, but basically it tastes like you're drinking slightly runny expired sour cream with a tinge of bile. And you all know that I'll eat anything, so if I say it's disgusting, it must be completely unfit for human consumption. "Gnarly" is perhaps the most apt term here.
• A day of two before the new year, I went out and filled the biggest gaps in my wardrobe in anticipation of my no-more-buying-new-clothes resolution. So now I have a black zippy uppy hoody sweatery thing and some black ballet flats, both of which I can wear with my skinny black pants and pretend I'm Audrey Hepburn. Not that they'll let me wear ballet flats out of the house in January, but still.
• Speaking of Audrey Hepburn, I'll be going to Rome in just a few months. Yay!
• I saw Heros for the first time, albeit in Czech, but I still understood the Japanese dude. Plus, little miss stick-her-hand-in-the-garbage-disposal didn't really need a whole lot of translation.
• Look at all these happy things! That's a lot of happy. This makes 28. Let's see if I can come up with two more and make it a nice round 30, 'cause I'm just OCD like that.
• My face stopped being a breaky-outy spaz just in time for me to reenter society, which is always good.
• I wear perfume now. The ol' host parents got me some for Christmas. Not sure if they're trying to tell me something.

Are you happy now?