When I was growing up, a television commercial for Van Camp’s pork and beans featured a song that has stuck in my head ever since:
Life’s simple pleasures are the best, all the little things that make you smile and glow….
As corny as the song (and the commercial itself) may have been, it pops into my head with surprising frequency.
Like this morning, for instance. I made myself a cup of coffee, using a single-cup cone filter and pouring steaming water over the grounds therein. Making it that way, and watching as the water descends through the filter, adds to the joy of an already delightful part of my day, my first cup of java.
I had just released both dogs from their overnight crates; they treated me like a hero, bounding with happiness at the mere sight of me, licking my face and begging to have their bellies scratched.
I checked in on Facebook, found a smile-inducing picture of my two children hanging out together, laughed out loud at some other friends’ postings, and caught up on the latest news.
I went to my favorite yoga class and relished not only the sensations the familiar poses create in my morning-stiff limbs but also the company of my classmates. We worked hard together, laughed together, and cheered one another on.
And now I’m sitting at my computer, writing, with the dogs sleeping at my feet. In a while we’ll venture out for a walk with my best friend and her dog. After that, maybe – just maybe – I’ll have time to sit down and read a book for a bit (but only if I finish all my work first!).
Tonight my husband and I will probably get take-out and sip some wine as we make plans for the weekend ahead.
None of those activities is in itself worth writing home about. But each contributes to a deep and abiding sense of happiness. I don’t need elaborate vacations or a fabulous home or a cool car or fancy clothes. I’m pretty content with these tiny treats that pepper most of my days.
That old ad got it right: Life’s simple pleasures are the best, are the best, in all the world.