Happiness is a cool breeze on bare skin.

It's raining today. Nothing heavy, just a constant drizzle. I hope it rains itself out today as the yard sale fundraiser is tomorrow. We hope to raise a decent amount of money for my oldest child's trip through Europe. It looks to be a big event as far as yard sales go. There is going to be baked goods, fundraiser candy bars, a raffle, and a 50/50 as well as all the things in a yard sale. I get to be in charge of "security" and money. Just because I'm big and ugly I have to intimidate any hoodlums that may show up. I expect to be beaten up by a few angry old ladies who are arguing over an ashtray or something along those lines. I'm more of a push-over then most would believe, I just look rough. It is funny though how children seem to see that more than adults. I love when a small child says in a loud voice, "Look dad! That man has no hair!". The father tries to quiet the child down without looking at me. All the while I'm making funny faces at the child having them laughing. It's good to be a freak.

You may be wondering what this post has to do with the title. Absolutely nothing. As I've mentioned in an earlier post - I hate trying to come up with a title. So, I just said whatever I thought. We were looking at homes in New Zealand a few days ago - another slow period at work - and there was a house that had a study/office with walls of windows that would completely open. It was beautiful. The wind was blowing the curtains back ever so slightly. It made me think of laying in bed on a hot summer morning and that cool breeze blows over your leg or shoulder and the sun is just breaking into the bedroom. Your awake but you refuse to open your eyes as you just want the moment to last forever. That would have been the perfect room for it. It appeared as though it looked out onto a jungle of foliage; nothing but thick, lush vegetation could be seen. No one for miles. Just you and the one you love. With nothing to do but enjoy each others company. True happiness; starting with just a breeze.

I guess I have to bring myself from my fantasy world and get back to work. Simple things can either make or devastate your day.

Later days.