couldn't be happier...

I will freely give WICKED the rights to the title of this entry, however, WICKED has absolutely nothing to do with the happiness that I am currently experiencing. Mother Nature threw me a bone and it snowed on my birthday. I was able to spend the day with good friends and family and enjoy food and company to last at least until next year.
I'd like to announce that I've officially/unofficially finished my Christmas shopping. I have something for everyone (except my nephew [which I find ridiculously ironic considering he should be the easiest to shop for]). Shopping for Grandma has been more (and less) difficult than originally anticipated and I have laughed more at her gift than any other. After the sub-zero (literally) cold spell we had a few weeks ago, I broke out my trusty hot water bottle. Grandma got jealous. Her's met it's unfortunate demise a few years back. TA DA!!! Stroke of genius. I could get Grandma a hot water bottle. She had looked rather envious when I showed her my Chilean bottle complete with fleece bag to cover it so it won't get too hot (or cold). Finding the fleece was super easy-however, the bottle itself proved to be a bit more complicated. I ended up at the local WALGREEN's at 9:00pm on Monday night. Having walked the aisles for 20 minutes, the bottle was procured and I proceeded to the check out counter to meet Anthony. Oh Anthony. He looked about 16, but knowing my estimation capabilities...he was probably 18-skinny jeans, shaggy hair, and all. He looked closely at the box and read out loud, "Latex Free Hot Water Bottle."
I said, "Yup. It's what Grandma wants for Christmas."
"A latex free hot water bottle?"
My response: "I don't think she really cares whether it's latex-free or not. It's all you have back there."
"Well, I guess ROCKBAND doesn't really apply to Grandma does it?"
"No. Not really."
I made my way quickly and quietly to my car and laughed out loud. Literally. I couldn't drive.
I have absolutely no idea why I found it to be so funny. Apparently, I'm looking for the small blessings. I think it might have to do with the fact that I played ROCKBAND with 3 cousins last year on Christmas Eve and I've never seen my grandmother look so bored. It could be the fact that she blatantly announced that she doesn't like entertainment from "my generation." "Her generation" is more enjoyable. I guess there's a generational gap.
I guess I just feel blessed.
It's been a good month. Snow. Birthday. Snow shoes. Muppet Christmas Carol. Egg Nog. Hot water bottles. Family. Phone calls. My family will all be here by this time next week. Really what more could I ask for? I really have enough that I can spare and share. I don't think that I could be happier.