2. Friends and family, their kind words and sweetness.
3. This fella.
I like to imagine I'm writing an obituary for Minnow (a real one, published--in my imagination--in the New York Times), in which I refer to Theo the Cat as his "protégé."
4. Mom and Dad, and the Caribbean parade that went down their street on Sunday.
5. Taking a walk, the sky, the ocean, people being weird, birds, the smell of burnt toast.
10. Puppy porn.
*Ooh, that pie photo is blurry because I was like "HURRY UP HURRY UP PIE, PIE FOR ME." Here is the recipe, and I swear this was the best pie I've ever made and one of the best I've ever eaten. I whipped crème fraîche with a little sugar to dollop.