Ice cream wishes and ceiling fan dreams

One thing I've learned over time, as cliche as it sounds, is that it's the simple things that count. An excerpt from a chat today:

[Friend]:  i just remembered i have some ice cream in the freezer
[Friend]:  my life just got better
me: omg I wish I was you

N.B.:  What you're reading above is genuine elation, and genuine envy.

N.B. 2: We're currently in the midst of one of those brief, very infrequent San Francisco heat waves.  But I'd hope that I can be so easily pleased even about subjects other than ice cream, at times when it's not 90 degrees outside.
By ely at 8:03 p.m. April 23, 2009
I know that San Fran's "seasons" are a bit weird compared to the midwest, but it is just the start of Spring here in Chicago.

Something about the very beginning of each season makes me think this way more than the rest of the year.

(Not that I want ice cream, but to enjoy the simplicities of life.)
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