In case of a city wide blackout, I’m your girl.

A couple of weeks back, a guy friend of mine posted this on my facebook:

“Your effing neverending happiness could power New York City for 24 whole hours in the event of a blackout.”

I’m not sure how I was supposed to take this, but I was both tickled and pleased. I love that friends know all too well and can tease me about my freakish amounts of joy. It’s something I’m proud of, because I feel I choose it. To be happy. To see the good over the bad. To love the rain. To plan trips when broke, knowing the memories will one day compensate for said brokeness. To take a long run when I’m feeling extra stressed. To catch some of the silly things I fuss about–A bad hair day, too much homework, a messy house–and know that this is what others would kill to complain about. To be thankful for my youth, knowing it’ll probably go by faster than I want it to. To laugh as much as possible. To focus on the little details that make life spectacular: The smell of a new book, Hour long talks with girl friends, Hot showers, Pretty skies, The first sip of my glass of merlot, The taste of a fresh-baked, Husband-made cookie, Holding hands with someone I love, The candy a friend brings me to class, Hearing my dog snoring, Long kisses, Sweet words, Random treats, The gift cards left over from Christmas that support date night on a really,really,really tight budget. It’s things like this that give me the potential to power New York City in the event of a black-out. (Ha-ha.)

At the same time, I won’t lie and say that the extra goodness life throws my way doesn’t maybe help out said happiness. This weekend for example. Chilling downtown and cruising in a Hummer limo with my best friend and other cool peeps. Neat, unforgettable experiences like this may indeed aid in some extra boosts of happy power. Ahem:Not to mention, the calmer joy of catching up with loved ones I haven’t seen in much too long…. 

I definitely have my occasional grumpy days. My sad days. My mad days. But more than all of these combined, I have good days. Great days. Loved,bright, wonderful days. And the bad days I do have are me being blessed and spoiled enough to complain about my silly first world problems. The fact is, life is good, and I’d be stupid not to choose happiness. I know that my positive feelings probably never will be enough to power any sort of city in case of black-out, but that’s okay. Right now, I’m watching the sun set from my window and I’m about to go get all fancied up for gift-card date night with the husband. And I couldn’t be happier.

23 thoughts on “In case of a city wide blackout, I’m your girl.

  1. Tessa says:

    Pretty picture of you and Cierra!!
    Being around a person who chooses to be happy makes me happier in general. You ooze positive energy and as sickening as it may seem to the miserable folks it is really encouraging. Definitely one of the many reasons I love being around you, my dear. Ok, done kissing your ass. Muah!

  2. This is why I love you Christina – you have such an amazing personality 🙂 Reading this post made me smile, I love the way you choose to be happy, I think everyone who has the chance should choose to be happy! When I’m struggling I always head over hear because reading your ultra-positive posts always cheer me up at least a little 😀

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  3. You may say you’re happy ’cause life throws good things your way…or are you there are ready to grasp the good things BECAUSE you’re already positive? Love this post, AND your great outlook on life!

  4. “Your effing neverending happiness could power New York City for 24 whole hours in the event of a blackout.”

    That is so cute. I love people who are bursting with happiness! 🙂

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