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My Favorite Things

Katie here. I've been thinking about what to blog about and I thought "hey how about writing about some of my favorite things...." Relaxing stuff, my interests, people I love, all that random stuff.





  1. Tea.... I love herbal tea.
  2. Wonderful Scented Candles
  3. Grape flavored goodness!
  4. Hugs - the kind where it melts all the sadness and pain away
  5. Kitty cats
  6. My job
  7. Socializing
  8. Random acts of kindness
  9. Blogging
  10. Movies... 
  11. Books, books, books.
  12. Art Therapy
  13. Sarcasm and teasing with close friends
  14. Jeff
  15. Sleeping
  16. American Girl Dolls
  17. Blankets
  18. Clothes
  19. My Family
  20. Mare Bear
  21. My Chunky Monkey
  22. Pictures of loved ones
  23. Music
  24. Reba McEntire
  25. SELF CARE
  26. Hearing "I love you" from people that matter
  27. Chillaxing
  28. Mindfulness
  29. Talking about deep stuff to people that matter
  30. Babies... babies make me happy!

Well, I have many other favorite things and things that bless me. But, I'm ending it here today.

Right now, my mind and body is so worn down, tired, I don't know, I just feel so, bad... So, it's time for some self care, self care, self care and comfort my mind and body. I need myself a nice self care package.

Just keep swimming,

Katie Bug




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