Livin' it up!

When I was younger my "ideal" life consisted of living in a small town. Where trees lined the streets, and lamp post lined the path. Where everyone knew everyone, and we would all greet each other with a smile and a wave, and say "good afternoon __________" and know their name. When we would go out to eat the owners would know us, and know what our usual is. We would have town picnics, and parades, and bake offs, and carnivals.

We would live in a perfectly cute little white house, with a red door. We would have flowers everywhere. We would have a boat in the garage, and a dog roaming the yard. I would be in the kitchen in my apron baking up something yummy and the kids would always be playing in their tree fort. And when Daddy came home from work we would all sit down to a nice dinner together in our dining room that had big ole' windows over looking the lake.

I wanted to marry the high school football coach. We would of course be living in some small town in Texas or somewhere of the likes, where high school football is a BIG deal. And of course, my hubby's team would be state champions every year.

It would be lovely.

I am just a small town girl. And granted I didn't marry a high school football coach, .......furthest from it, (hubby doesn't like football.) We don't have a big white house on a lake, we don't have a boat in the garage, or a tree house in the yard. But I still have the feeling of that life as when I was little imagining it up.

I still wear an apron everyday. My cherry one. When the hubby comes home we sit together to eat a yummy dinner. We love each other with our whole heart and their is no place like home. When we go to our favorite local places to eat, the owners call us by name, they sit us and bring us our drinks, before we even order, because they know what we want. They ask how are kids are, they know what each of their interests are. We have parades and picnics, and it is lovely.

Saturday was our town's birthday. We took the kids to the parade. Avery is my gal! She loved it just like her Mama. We were waving and clapping. The boys liked the Monster truck and the Military tank. They also liked that a few of the floats threw candy their way. The day ended with a firework show. It was a perfect "small town" day.

That is what makes me happy. I am happiest at home with my kids. I am happiest baking or making stuff. I am happiest with the simple life. I don't need to "live it up" as most would think. I am living it up quietly, happily and it is so lovely.

What makes you happiest? How do you "live it up?"