Susan Spess Shay

Still playing make believe.


Favorite Things

You might have noticed something different here in Small Town World.

I’m trying to keep my blogging to three days a week (or there abouts.)

Why? you ask. 🙂

Because I was spending all my writing time blogging, and I really need to write my stories, you know?

Every now and then, I’m going to have (if I remember) a favorites day, and tell you about something I really, really like.

I don’t think I’ll go so far as to call it Favorites Friday. Knowing my past history, it would turn out to be Favorites Friday or Whatever Day I Feel Like It.

Why? you ask. (Boy, you have a lot of questions today.)

A long time ago (I think I was in high school, maybe) I decided that I wanted to be a glass-half-full kind of person. You know, the ones who wake up happy in the morning and see the good side to things that happen–if there is a good side. 😉

Don’t get me wrong. I haven’t always attained that goal. I can gripe with the best of them. And yeah, some days griping, whining and complaining is my favorite thing, but I try to keep it to a minimum. And I don’t think I’ll share it here.

I know some people are irritated by the Mary Poppins of this world. They want to smack the smile right off her face, and break Maria Von Trapp’s guitar. But I doubt if they stop by STW much anyway. 🙂 Besides, I loved Mary Poppins and adored The Sound of Music.

Today (since I’ve spent so much time yammering about stuff) my favorite thing is HAPPY ENDINGS. It’s what we all want, isn’t it? To be happy?

When I accidently watch a movie that doesn’t have a good ending, I hate it. I promise myself to never watch that movie again.

Happily Ever Afters are the reason I love to read (and write) romance novels, because no matter what terrible hardships and conflicts the hero and heroine encounter, they always have a happy ending. I put the book away thinking they lived together to a ripe old age.

And when they died, they went to heaven with their loved one by their side, and that’s the happiest ending of all. 🙂







When I opened my eyes this morning, it was nearly six. *sigh* I know a lot of people love to sleep in. They stay in bed, feel pampered, rested, happy.

I hate it when I accidentally sleep in. I feel as if I missed something. The world is doing and being and happening, and I miss it all.

I don’t get as much written or accomplished, and I feel kind of pfffffft.

So today when I finally open my eyes at just before six, I’m more than just a little disappointed. After dragging a comb through my hair, I stumble downstairs.

And, oh! A great surprise!

The sun isn’t quite over the horizon, so the world is still a little shadowy, all the colors sweet and muted and absolutely gorgeous. The temperature is 59 degrees. Wish-I-could-bottle-it-and-keep-it weather.

Makes me want to sing opera. 🙂 Or at least The Sound of Music. (Think Julie Andrews spinning on her mountain.)

The music is birdsong. We have a mockingbird who likes to go through his repertoire of songs. I’m not sure which bird the rest of the music is coming from, but I’m grooving on it.  🙂

I love mornings!

David must have just experienced mornings just like this one, because he put what I’m feeling into words.

1 Praise the Lord, my soul. Lord my God, you are very great; you are clothed with splendor and majesty. 2 The Lord wraps himself in light as with a garment; he stretches out the heavens like a tent 3and lays the beams of his upper chambers on their waters. He makes the clouds his chariot and rides on the wings of the wind. 4 He makes winds his messengers,flames of fire his servants. 5 He set the earth on its foundations; it can never be moved.    Psalm 104 NIV