Love

In response to my Meg Fowler's challenge, here are things I love:

• Milo's non-stop narrative, describing exactly what he's doing at any given moment of the day: "Milo running fast! Milo climbing! Milo read a book! Milo hitting Mummy!"
  
  (Okay, so I'm not so particularly fond of that last one.)
  
  
• The miracle of being allowed to sleep to 7:30 a.m (It's happened about three times since Milo was born)
  
  
• When writing, getting so into the world I'm creating that I actually forget myself and time ceases to have any meaning
  
  
• Doing yoga and listening to birds celebrate the sun rising
  
  
• Riding my bike to work
  
  
• Sitting on a patio with a cold beer and good friends, watching the sun go down
  
  
• Bras with straps that don't slide down my arms
  
  
• Freshly washed bedsheets
  
  
• Watching a really great sci-fi show with Rob, and actually being surprised by a plot twist (Happens all too rarely)
  
  
• Grilled asparagus, sprinkled with lemon, salt and pepper
  
  
• Walking in the woods -- in any weather, at any time of year -- and marveling at the countless shades of green
  
  
• Going to the park across the street and having all the neighborhood kids shout, "Hi Milo!" on our arrival
  
  
• Prawns and all things shrimpy. I KNOW they're horribly overfished and we're all going to die soon because the ocean is being scoured of its inhabitants, but god help me, I love the shrimp.
  
  
• Random run-ins with friends I haven't seen forever -- and realizing that the passage of time hasn't weakened our friendship one bit
  
  
• Books that make me laugh
  
  
• Books that make me think about things in a new light
  
  
  And finally...
  
  
  
• Pirates.