February Photos, Day Eleven: Makes Me Happy

This is another one that is just impossible to do in one picture.  I thought about it, but no.  Too narrow.

In no particular order:

Miss Esther, my warrior princess, makes me happy when she shows off her quirky side.

Good beer and good barbecue--and my family to share the meal with--makes me happy.

My four little butt-monkeys make me incredibly happy.

Having a baby whose hair is long enough to put up makes me happy.  Her sisters stayed bald until age two, or longer.

Fresh yarn makes me happy.  Especially when it's obtained at a great discount.  Those skeins of Fisherman's Wool?  Paid $5 each, and they're normally $12 each.

Books make me happy.  These are some (but far from all) of the books I've bought over the last year.  It's a somewhat misleading photograph, as most of what's there isn't fiction, and most of what I read is.  But they're mine, and I get to read them whenever I want.  That makes me happy.  I have always been a bookworm, even when it wasn't cool.  Yeah, I'm the kid who got made fun of in school for reading constantly.  Didn't care then.  Still don't.  Books are good.

Being with my guy makes me really happy. (This was Wurstfest, which is why we're holding random crap.)