Twelve comforts  I seem to never refuse:

• a quiet start to the morning
• spell check*
• the calmness of a small pocket of time to read during afternoon nap
• good warm soup – split pea soup; tomato & carrot; roasted squash soup, french onion; lentil (to just name a few)
• the feel of hot mocha (with whip) in my hands
• stopping to watch the feeding birds
• the pungent, sweet, crisp smell of salt water
• crossing off items from a/any to-do list
• sponge candy from wahl’s chocolates in Buffalo
• sneaking a look at the girls when they are playing together in their own make believe land
• the chance to put something in the recycling and not the trash
• warming my always cold feet on joel’s always warm legs when we sit down together in the evenings

* I used spell check five times while typing this post – one of them was for spell check.  oh, the irony is not lost on me.

What are you comforts you never refuse?