I like lazy Sundays where the only thing that happens is rain.

And all I get to do is remain indoors, cuddled up with a good book, some of my favourite Nightmare Before Christmas music, and the occasional awesome movie on tv.

Recently, I've realised that it takes little to make me inwardly happy. Little in that it takes very little for others to make my day, and that I need to do very little for myself to feel better after a horrid day.

A sms or two from a friend who remembers you to ask after you.

A meet-up with your old girlfriends where the highlight of the day was sitting in the car singing old songs out loud with nary a care as to how you sound.

The thought that in a few months' time, I will get to watch some of the most-anticipated movies ever - Charlie and the Chocolate Factory on Aug 4, Tim Burton's Corpse Bride in Sept and C.S. Lewis' Chronicles of Narnia in Dec.

The thought of how the Corpse Bride toys will look when they are launched later this year.

Spending hours in Kinokuniya Children's Section just scouring old titles of books that I read when I was young, and remembering that I'd read this, and yes, I'd read that too!

Buying children's books for my friends for them to share in my simple joy.

Staying up late at a friend's place watching my favourite films like Nightmare Before Christmas and Edward Scissorhands.

Being able to listen to some sermons on the road you as you prepare for a long day's work ahead.

I'm thinking of shifting to another blog soon. And so, this may be more short-lived than I'd thought.