Love in the little things

Things that I love.

Marc’s cold hairy knees pressing into the backs of my (warm, hairless) knees, as we spoon together at night.

That first sip of vanilla latte – all sweet steamed milk, espresso and foam.

Finally smelling spring in the air.

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Spring!

The funny way my big sister always says, “Oh hellooooo” at the beginning of our Skype calls.

Short sundresses.

Telling a joke and then pausing, so to let the audience’s laughter wash over me, like a wave made out of happiness.

Managing the trifecta of hair removal – leg shave, armpit shave, brow pluck – ALL IN ONE GO.

When my little sister calls me WAWA.

Finally watching 30Rock.

My poppy-red coat that makes me feel like Paddington Bear.

Kitten kisses.

Kitten snoozes?

Kitten snoozes?

Cleaning the shower REALLY WELL (and then using it right away.)

Eating chocolate covered cinnamon buns.

Sprinting so hard until I feel as though the only way to put out the fire in my lungs is to barf them right up.

My mum’s broken sarcasm detector. (“Oh that’s not true…IS IT!?”)

Looking at myself in the mirror and thinking I look really pretty today.

I think I do today too!

I think I do today too!

Laughing with friends until I think I am going to pee my pants.

Quoting Arrested Development, The Big Lebowski, A Fish Called Wanda, Rushmore, Love Actually, and Mean Girls all the gosh-darned time.

She doesn’t even go here…

Having a mad dance party in my underwear, in a Top Shop change room because the song playing at that very moment was just too good not to.

Boardwalk brunches.

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Nom.

This.

My brilliant friends.

My amazing family.

My beautiful man.

You.

Never forget.

Always, always you.

26 thoughts on “Love in the little things

    • The weather is mighty fickle..one minute beautiful, the next rainrainrain…but snow!! EGADS! I send all my best thoughts for a speedy arrival of warm weather! x

  1. Lady, yours is the first blog on commenting on after getting home from knee surgery! I’m now tucked in a hospital grade bed they delivered yesterday afternoon, with the fear of surgery behind me but in a world of pain. So…this post was a respite from all the ouchies I’ve suffered in the past three days! :) And here’s what I want to know–why doesn’t MY sister call me Wawa? Not fair! And I think you look very pretty as well! Have a good one! :)

    • Dearest Bella – my most sincere and heartfelt wishes for the speediest of recoveries! I hope you are resting up nicely and have many beautiful, shirtless men waiting on you hand and foot. :)

      I shall call you Wawa whenever you wish! And thank you! xx

  2. Oh I love this!!! I love that your mum has a “broken sarcasm detector.” My Mom is the Queen of Sarcasm but I love running into people with the broken detectors and messing with them!!

    • My mom would be putty in your hands! Seriously, she cracks me up so hard, because I know even when I’m saying something outrageous she will check to make sure it’s not true!

  3. mrsfosterrachel says:

    You’re so sweet; such a beautiful person. Vanessa, keep impacting the people around you, because I know your life, your words, and your attitude have changed lives.

    • Goodness gracious, this might be one of the nicest comments I have ever received. I blush, truly. Thank you! I can honestly say the same for you Rachel – you are a light much needed in this world. And it’s all be can do, but be good to one another. xx

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