#448. for prizes in the mailbox..... I love snail mail especially when it is the form of a prize.
#449. for my Texan who listens to me whine, who then tells me to grow up, who sends me great books, and naughty greeting cards, whose life is always more dramatic than mine with encore after encore, but most importantly.... when I can't seem to find anything in my life (b/c I am currently in a state of disrepair working diligently to gain back control) including my toothbrush.... she will send me a replacement... pronto!
#450. the smell of a charcoal grill, the taste of grilled onions, the way my BBQ'er husband looks when slinging all of his manly BBQ tools, and my 3 year old "worker boy" (a name he calls himself) who SO wants to learn the art that his daddy has mastered!
#451. that Lord willing, my parents will be coming back to the states tomorrow evening from Nigeria.