Favorite things

I've been thinking about my favorite things a lot lately. I'm not really sure why. I guess more self reflection and getting to know myself, or some pop psychological crap like that. So here's a tentative list of my favorite things.

-laughing until you cry (doesn't happen very often but when it does it's magical)
-people who can make me laugh until I cry (this is why I love my roomies)
-waterfalls (don't know why but I love them, with all my heart)
-children laughing (the kind where they get all hysterical and can't control it)
-avocados (anything with avocado on it, i'm gonna love it)
-yamaha (yeah get over it)
-sunroofs (this was the one feature that I refused to budge on when I was car shopping, I'm a brat)
-chocolate ice cream (it will be the death of me, but what a way to go)
-extended family (the ones that help raise you, even if they are younger)
-jet skis (these are a must have later in life)
-water skiing (so much better than snow skiing)
-camping on a lake (with the whole fam preferably)
-hole in the wall restaurants (the kind that are locally owned and you wouldn't know about unless you live       there but they always serve the best food and always know your name)
-downtowns (for some reason, I love to explore little downtown areas and go in all the shops and meet all the people in the area, so refreshing)
-playing until your body hurts (I love going and going to the point where you are just exhausted)
-summer nights in the country (where you can see all the stars, hear all the bugs, it just feels peaceful)
-my dog (Dakota, who I miss sooo much)
-motorcycles (of all varieties, they just make me feel at home on two wheels)
-laying on the couch with my mom (something so comforting about climbing on your mom's lap, even when you are bigger than her and she was clearly there first)
-singing (I don't do it nearly enough, probably because my mom isn't here to push me, but I love it, so so much)
-basketball (just love it)
-Appalachian mountains (there is something so majestic and beautiful about the "mountains" I grew up in)
-blue ridge parkway (driving up there on a sunday afternoon, with no one else and just contemplating life)
-visiting temples I've never been in before (it always reminds me of how great they are)

I think that's a pretty good list so far. I just had to get some of those down on metaphorical paper.