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Tripod: Gonna Make You Happy

Why We Love Rubber Ducks

A friend asked, "So what do you think the rubber duckies mean?" *Shrug.* I did a quick google search and found this article at rubaduck.com:

Why We Love Rubber Ducks

Here's an excerpt...

"To speak of a rubber duck conjures images of good clean fun, warmth and play, a harkening back to simple childhood delights, when bathtime was lots of fun and life was a continuous adventure of discovery and delight. The humble rubber duck has become a symbol for the innocence and joy of childhood, the idyllic state of newness, a natural and unaffected view that regrounds us, in one swipe washes clean our perspective and leaves us free of cynicism, resignation and the dirt and dust of weary travels on the harsh road of life. A rubber duckie is an iconic reminder of the flawless, youthful best of life. Rubber duckie, we are awfully fond of you."

Perfect.

Happiness is...

...growing DOWN.

The duckies make me giggle.

The colors make me giggle too.

Why yes, that is a bobble-head duckie soap dispenser.

Even my toothbrush is giggling.

I decided several months ago that I needed to replace what I had. And about a month ago I started actively searching for the "perfect" shower curtain. (Shower curtain first - towels/bath mats are easy to coordinate.) I went to store after store, multiple times. I shopped by myself. I shopped with a friend. I hunted online. I even went to several stores when I was in Richmond. No luck. I was getting very grumpy. It's not that I couldn't find anything I liked, I just couldn't find anything that I'd want hanging in my bathroom. I wanted something "fresh" (like flowers!) and hopefully something with some purple in it (my favorite color!)... and I realized that's exactly what I already had. Hrmph.

I went shopping with my mom today to give it one more shot. We stopped at store #1. No luck. Store #2 - no luck there either. But I did find a birthday present for The Cutest Niece in The Universe. (Shhh!) Mom and I finally trudged into store #3. I was starting to get that grumpy/whiney feeling again. I checked out one bath aisle, then another, and then I finally went into the kiddie section, just for schnicks and giggles. And there it was: a yellow duckie collection. The little girl in me squealed and clapped with delight. (Well, so did the big girl...) Mom laughed. (At me? Or was she giggling with glee too?) After a few minutes of "Is this too crazy?" I realized my quest had come to an end. Then came the fun of picking out matching towels. Bright yellow? Hell yeah! Day-glo orange? Bring it on! Hot pink??? I do believe I will, thank you very much!

So this is my new bathroom decor. It's bright. It's cheerful. It's nothing I would normally pick out. Maybe hanging out with my 23-month-old niece all weekend put me in happy-go-lucky, child-like state of mind. Who knows - I may wake up one day (PMS?) and go, "What the **** was I thinking? This **** is OBNOXIOUS!" and rip everything to shreds with my teeth. But for now... I love it.