If You're Happy and You Know It Clap Your Hands

Are you happy?  What makes you happy?  Can you choose happy and does the "bluebird of happiness" have anything to do with it?  Is happiness really a constitutional right or is it merely the pursuit of happiness?
Is there a happiness gene?  If you don't have it, are you doomed?
These are the things I think about late at night when the television is off.
Me?  I'm pretty darned happy most of the time. 

Susan over at A Circle of Buttons is happy more often than I am.
The bluebird of happiness looks for her when he has a bad day.

The only time Susan is not happy is when Blogger doesn't play fair.

Then she calls me for help.  

I know just enough to be dangerous.

Because I help Susan with her blog 

when IT'S not happy,

she bought me these as a thank you.

Nothing makes me happier 

than a friend 

who wants to see me get blood poisoning.

I can't seem to find the records for my last tetanus shot.

BUT - I know that the sight of rusted, sharp metal objects 

(and the possibility of contracting lockjaw)
 makes me swoon!!

What is all this rambling about?

Kane County Flea Market.

Just walking around the flea market makes me VERY happy!

And no, I have NO idea what these rusted things are.

They are just cool and groovy.

Saying cool and groovy makes me happy.

I bought some pretty lace.  Lace makes me happy.

If Stevie Nicks redid her song "Leather and Lace" to

""Rusted Blood Poisoning Stuff and Lace" I'm pretty sure she could have sold a few more record albums.

This was a pretty lace collar, I bought.  Unfortunately for the lace collar

I'll probably cut it up into bits. 

 I don't think adding it to my Miller Lite t-shirt with the paint stains on the front 

will help to gussy  up the shirt any.  

So, instead I'll chop this gorgeous lace collar

 and make something with it.

Do Ya Feel LUCKY??

Now, THIS was cool. And groovy.

  It's in really good condition and I just love the box it came in.

I'm a sucker for a good box.

Actually, I'm a sucker for any kind of box.

I'm in therapy for that now.

All of  the pieces are there.

My lucky number is right up on top.

Thirteen.

That is my lucky number.

If you aren't feeling happy 

here's a quote to inspire you:

Those who can laugh without cause have either found the true meaning of happiness 

or have gone stark raving mad.  ~Norm Papernick

Now go out and start smiling at people.  

It makes 'em wonder what you're up to!

and...BE HAPPY!!