31. Watching “Glee”.
32. Singing my favorite songs at the top of my lungs when I’m home alone
33. Creating something with my hands
34. Seeing the elderly smile when I say hi to them at the nursing home
35. Tangerines
36. Soft bathrobes
37. Sleeping in on the weekend
38. Getting my hair styled
39. Going to flea markets
40. Feeling a cool breeze dance across my face on a warm day
21. The Beach….the sand between my toes, the sound of the surf and seagulls, the smell of the salty air
22. Carving pumpkins
23. Sorting through old photographs
24. Planting a seed and having it sprout into something beautiful
25. A tidy kitchen
26. The feel of warm towels as they come out of the dryer
27. Scratching off items from my to-do list
28. Reading a book to my Mom
29. Fishing in the evening
30. Being pampered after having a hard day
11. Learning how to knit!
12. Getting lost in an object while I’m drawing it on paper
13. Candlelight
14. Kittens playing
15. Baking
16. Egg Drop Soup
17. The feel of a hot chocolate mug on a cold day
18. The underdog beating the odds
19. Moscato wine
20. Snuggling up against my husband in the morning and feeling safe
Over The Rainbow lyrics
Songwriters: Arlen, Harold; Harburg, E.Y.;
Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high
There’s a land that I heard of, once in a lullaby
Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream, really do come true
Someday I’ll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemon drops away above the chimney tops
That’s where you’ll find me
Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow, why then, oh why can’t I?
Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow, why then, oh why can’t I?
If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can’t I?
She’s sun and rain, she’s fire and ice
A little crazy but it’s nice
And when she gets mad, you best leave her alone
‘Cause she’ll rage just like a river
Then she’ll beg you to forgive her
She’s every woman that I’ve ever known
She’s so New York and then L.A.
And every town along the way
She’s every place that I’ve never been
She’s makin love on rainy nights
She’s a stroll through Christmas lights
And she’s everything I want to do again
It needs no explanation
‘Cause it all makes perfect sense
For when it comes down to temptation
She’s on both sides of the fence
No it needs no explanation
‘Cause it all makes perfect sense
When it comes down to temptation
She’s on both sides of the fence
She’s anything but typical
She’s so unpredictable
Oh but even at her worst she ain’t that bad
She’s as real as real can be
And she’s every fantasy
Lord she’s every lover that I’ve ever had
And she’s every lover that I’ve never had
“He Must Have Really Hurt You Bad”
You put your best red dress on
And came here tonight all alone
He must have really hurt you badOrdered up a double Coke and rum
And hope it’ll turn into fun
He must have really hurt you bad
I don’t know your story but it ain’t hard to see
You’ve got a heart that’s broken as a heart can be
It’s probably not like you at all
To mix loneliness and alcohol
He must have really hurt you bad
Now it’s 1am and here you are
With some stranger at the bar
He must have really hurt you bad
Across town in some motel room
He’ll try to heal your past
While the one that’s lying next to you is
Only there for laughs
He must have really hurt you bad
Now, I’m the Joe that sees you up then cuts you off
And calls a cab when you need me to
And I’d like to say that only once in a while
I see someone goin’ what you’re goin’ through
Well, I need the tips, but I’ll be all right
If I don’t see you tomorrow night
Stay home girl
He must have really hurt you bad
He must have really hurt you bad
“Angel”
Spend all your time waiting
for that second chance
for a break that would make it okay
there's always some reason
to feel not good enough
and it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
oh beautiful release
memories seep from my veins
let me be empty
and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonightin the arms of the angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you’re in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here
so tired of the straight line
and everywhere you turn
there’s vultures and thieves at your back
and the storm keeps on twisting
you keep on building the lies
that you make up for all that you lack
it don’t make no difference
escaping one last time
it’s easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees
in the arms of the angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you’re in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here
you’re in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here