The Final Fantasy series: I came into this a lot later than everyone else (FF VIII), but I got hooked fast. I played and beat 8 several times, loved 10 and now am fairly early on in 13. I love the strategy, having to think fast and be several steps ahead in battles and just walking through. The graphics have gotten super intense and it's like a really long, gorgeous movie that you get to control the characters. I will always play this game.
The sound of high heels/boot on non-carpeted floor, particularly marble: That was a specific one, I know. I've always had a facination with that sound. I think it was because my dad worked on Capitol Hill my entire childhood and there were always a ton of people walking around on some important mission. The ladies always looked so grown up (to me as a child) and important with their heels clicking on the floor. Ever since I bought my Frye boots (and they are all I wear now if it's below 60*) they have a small heel on them and they make a very similar noise and I LOVE IT. I pay attention to it everywhere I go.
Me and Turkey's morning routine: During the week (when Matt is working also) Turkey has a specific schedule that starts with just Matt (poop/pee, breakfast, pills) and then when he goes to work, it's just me and her. Since I don't have to get up until about an hour after Matt leaves, I'm still in bed. Turkey says goodbye to Matt downstairs, watches him leave from the window and then comes back upstairs.
Usually once I get the bed to myself, I sleep in the middle on my stomach with one knee bent up towards my chest and the other stretched out behind me. Sounds uncomfortable, but it does wonders for my spine. Anyway, Turkey comes up and curls herself up between my knees until I get up an hour later. She sits on the bathroom floor when I get ready in there and then we go downstairs.
She immediately grabs her rope and sits on the very edge of the couch waiting for me to start playing. If it's not rainy or super cold, we go outside and I throw her ball down the backyard and she gets to run around like crazy for a while. If it's gross outside (like this morning) I throw the rope from the living room to the kitchen and she chases it and then we play tug of war. Rinse and repeat. Before I go to work, I take her outside again (on the leash) for a last pee & poo and then I put some peanut butter in her kong, make her lay down on her blanket and give her her kong minutes before I leave. I know it's good for her to have a routine, but I really look forward to it too.
The Rest: knowing I'm good at my job, trying new recipes, driving with the windows down, chocolate soy milk, Greek yogurt!!, haircuts, taking pictures when it counts, dollar store dog rope toys, solitary road trips listening and singing along to any music I want, weight machines, MAC make up, people with a good sense of humor, that I actually think all of my relatives are super awesome, pumpernickel bread, rare roast beef, Alfresco chicken, feta & spinach sausages, flannel shirts, windey country roads, childhood pictures.
