Some Favorite Things

I just moved into a new town house (well, a room in a town house shared with three other students). It's really nice to have some of my things around me again-- old and new. While obviously things are not what is most important in life, it's hard to deny the fact that sometimes its these things are what make us feel comfortable and cozy (hygge!). Like drinking out of your favorite coffee cup, or the memories behind a random idem that makes you smile, or laugh, or shake your head. Or your favorite pair of shoes, favorite earrings. A framed post card.

So I thought I'd share with you a few of the things that make me feel cozy, and happy.

Like iced Illy coffee in black in Pernille Vea mugs. Typical Scandinavian design, they (in combination with caffeine) help me welcome the morning with a lot more pep than I can usually muster. I bought them on sale in Copenhagen, and they definitely weighted like a brick in my suitcase. Totally worth it.

When Kai and I first moved into an apartment in San Diego we some how started collecting religious candles and other icons. As far as collections go, at least these are only about 99 cents at the grocery store. Traditionally they are lit as a prayer to the Saint depicted on them, or as a tribute to dead relatives. I light mine and remember how Kai and I used to confuse people with our massive collection, along with several large crucifixes and a Buddha statue (thrown in for good measure). Personally, I love how bright and colorful they are, even if it's really random.

When I moved, we split up the collection. I drew the short straw and ended up with Pope John Paul II. He wont stop staring at me.

 This is Pierre. I bought him for three dollars at the Danish equivalent of the dollar tree, Tiger, and he serves me well. Note the high lighter stains near his tighty white-ies. I especially love his untamed armpit hair and his hung-over creepy-uncle five-o-clock shadow.

Last but not least, photos of my Grandma and Grandpa from around the age they met. They celebrated their 51st anniversary this year, and I can only hope some day I will find someone who will want to put up with me for that long without a committing murder/suicide.


So those are some of the things that make me happy. What are some of the things around your house or room that give you warm fuzzy feelings?


xoxo

Leanderthal