Bliss, Bliss & more Bliss

I like the list of things that make me happy and it reminded me of other things that make me blissfully happy, so here is another volume of things that make Wendy happy!

My cousin Stacey reminded me of gum, how could I have forgotten gum? It really goes along with the chapstick. I have a pack stashed everywhere, I hate being without gum. I never was without gum either, until Connor was born, he is the gum bandit and can sniff it out. Just ask the people who detailed my car last month and told me there was some gum they couldn't get off the back seat (Shhhh, don't tell Jason) Orbit sweetmint seems to be the favorite flavor lately. And, of course chocolate, especially this chocolate that I got for $.50 a bag at CVS! Woohoo! I love Symphony bars with toffee bits the VERY best if you wanted to drop any off at my house.

I also ADORE sweet smelling babies right out of the tub! YUMMY! This is Ashley in her cozy robe. I was teaching her how to wrap her hair up in a towel. As she was trying to balance her Carmen Miranda hat on her head she said "Mom, this does not work on children!"

And my All-Time MOST favorite is BABY FEET! Seriously, is there anything sweeter? These are little Connor's baby feet, they are bigger now, but still awefully cute.

And finally, another one of my addictions. Cute shoes. I really do have a problem. I usually find them when I am out shopping for someone else's birthday or Christmas presents. It goes something like this: One for you, one for me, one for you, one for me. These are my very favorite "party shoes" They look like Lucille Ball to me or something very vintage & fancy.

These are my favorite foxy black strappy shoes. They look better when standing, but it's hard to take pictures of your shoes when you are wearing them, and they look much better with feet in them.

These are my favorite red shoes. They are the highest, but actually quite comfortable. They are soft and suedy too! Ahhhhhh.

And you've got to have a pair of wedge shoes. These just go with everything. The last time I wore them they broke though, I have to get them fixed because I will cry if they are gone forever.

And then, the piece de resistance. (add your own french accents there) My fuzzy slippers. My kids love them, they think I've "stepped in Elmo" Dogs love them too, they try to attack my feet, I don't wear them outside anymore.