Tiny Packets of Joy

Some days don't go all that well. (Like today for instance. I've been pinpointedly focused on trying not to vomit. Ate something bad at an Italian restaurant last night and have been hanging on for dear life all day. I feel as though I devoured a brick, and washed it down with nine quarts of Pennzoil.)

And then I find something that is very small, but that I like very very much, and it's like a little packet of sugar poured into the bitter cauldron of boiling hemlock that is my mood. Today I found it in last week's TV Guide.

The description for America's Funniest Home Videos was this simple sentence:

"A man in a bear costume wakes someone up."



This is my packet. Please, tell me what bolsters you when you're riding that unicycle into the darkness. I'd like to know.