Every time I open up my bathroom cupboard I think, “I have got to take a picture of my stash of body wash.” And then I go about my day and meanwhile the stash dwindles and dwindles and dwindles. Now that I’ve gone through half of it, I can’t put it off any longer.

I have to put together more than my share of gift baskets. Nursing homes are really big on celebrating all those office holidays – Nursing Week, Secretary Day, that kind of thing – so I usually get drafted in to put something together that has strict budget constraints and has to satisfy a whole bunch of different people. So I head to Bath and Body Works.

On one of those gift bag trips I came across a whole table in the back with these Foam Burst body washes on super super discount. Like, $2 each discount, because they were being discontinued. I literally grabbed a bag and swiped the whole table in.

When you squirt a bit in your hand, it foams up just like shaving gel. It’s fantastic to shave with, but it’s also just wonderful as soap with that creamy lather. I can’t get enough of this stuff. I’m hoping and hoping that it was just temporarily discontinued to make room for something new and it will come back. Hopefully just before my stash runs out.

A new Thai place opened up not far from our house, and I have had Bear stop in for Mango Sticky Rice a couple nights a week ever since I first tried it. I’m obsessed.

I tell myself it’s healthy. It’s healthy, right? Fruit, coconut milk, rice, healthy. Yeah?

No wait, don’t tell me.

You ask any Northern Californian and they’ll tell you. The Mexican food is better up here. I’m sure someone somewhere has a theory as to why that is, but it beats the heck out of me.

You can always find some local woman selling tamales in the grocery store parking lot, or choose between the five excellent taquerias in town, but my latest favorite discovery is the freshly made empanadas at the farmer’s market.

It is so much fun to walk in the sunshine munching on this pastry full of spicy meaty goodness.

Join me in my search for the pleasures of life. Post your pleasure on your blog, and link back here!

After I nearly died in the sun, look at what my sweet husband brought home for me. Oh my gosh, on the right kind of day there may not be a single thing better than a slurpee.

Let’s try this experiment. Join me in a search for the pleasures in life. Write a post on your blog about the pleasure you sought out, then link here.