I love cats, waterfalls and windchimes; old movies; Teacup Chihuahuas, and cobalt blue glass; playing Literati with my best friend, the feel of  satin, and having lots of pillows on the bed. Nothing is better than the scent of Opium perfume, a newborn baby, an ocean breeze or crisp, clean sheets. I perk to the taste of Margaritas and chili, Vidalia onions & homegrown tomatoes in my salad, frosty cold southern-style ice tea, toasted buttered English muffins, roast turkey on Thanksgiving with sage stuffing and, of course,  Hershey's kisses (nature's perfect food!) with cold milk.

 

I don't like spiders and snakes (and that ain't what it takes to love me, you fool, you fool), hate housework, refuse to get a tattoo, and wool makes me itch. I really don't care for Coca-Cola, liver (it's a texture thing) or gummy bears--and okra is just plain icky. I cannot bear to watch game shows, wrestling, soap operas or talk shows (especially Howard Stern)--they make me want to scream and claw my face.

 

There is, however;  so much more I do love that I can't list all the things. Eventually I'll think of them all and put them on this page, I suppose. In the meantime, tell me, don't you adore: reading in bed, vanilla white ginger body wash, someone shampooing your hair, the smell of burning leaves, sleeping in as late as you want, shopping at Amazon. com and the real life thing at Barnes & Noble or Belk Department store, sweet offline IM's from someone special,  and Ruffles potato chips with dip?....

 

I know I do...