Sunday, April 11, 2010

Happy As A Clam

Never understood what happy as a clam means... does anyone? Are clams happy? Doubt it. I know I'm damn happy when I've got clams in a sauce on some linguine but that's because I can be a little gluttonous at times.

The point is... I'm happy happy happy!

Yesterday morning, I sat in the sun (it reached a whole 68 degrees!) at the Cafe Tabac with a cafe au lait and a copy of History magazine. And since The Husband was getting his haircut, I got to enjoy both without any chatter. The Husband is quite the chatter bug. If I have a coffee and magazine or newspaper in front of me, it might as well be a sign that says... ssh... no talking. The Husband hasn't grasped that yet.

Heaven. Look at the sun shining on my table! Sun beams mean angels are smiling (I just made that up, because I'm happy!)

And after my cafe au lait soaked in sun beams, we went and bought something I've been dreaming about for awhile. No, not a Chanel 2.55 purse, or a new pair of Christian Louboutins. Something better! Remember a post awhile back where I complained about the useless, stupid little red vacuum that The Husband bought instead of the Dyson as instructed?

Well check me out...

That's me, happy!

With my new friend that I've named Buddy. Buddy the Dyson.

See, it doesn't take much to make me happy, just a little sunshine and a €300 vacuum cleaner.

Gotta go!

Me and Buddy are off to tackle the world!

OK, maybe not the world, that's a little ambitious,

but we will follow a shedding Fifty,

and a baguette crumb dropping Husband around.


P.S. Buddy the Dyson is brought to you buy a generous envelope stuffed wedding present from Auntie J and Uncle E.
You guys really are my favorites.
It's true.


  1. Sara, your happiness is infectious, there is nothing like sitting at a cafe, feeling the warm sunshine on your skin, with coffee and a good book or magazine for making one feel all is well with the world.

    I keep putting off my Spring cleaning because I am extremely lazy, you and Buddy are welcome to start your 'tackling of the world' by doing my hoovering, Hmm I meant Dysoning.

    Have a lovely Sunday.

  2. OH YAY!! That is a very, very happy thing indeed. So glad you got it! Let us know how it goes. It really is the little things in life isn't it?

  3. My vacuum died three weeks ago, and so far I've been using a broom. How did women ever survive homekeeping with only a broom and dustpan? sigh. A new vacuum has to wait unfortunately, I'm currently paying for my dentist's summer vacation. Nice sunny view there. It's cold here though, how bout there?

  4. "Happy as a clam at high water." Hide tide is when clams are free from the attentions of predators; surely the happiest of times in the bivalve mollusc world. (I cheated and Googled.)

  5. Your happiness definitely is contagious! As soon as you mentioned you got something I just KNEW it was the vacuum. And voila! I was right.

    (on a funny side note, the ad right next to my comment box is for and the picture is of a little red vacuum.)

  6. ohhhh! Is it the Dyson Ball? I am way jealous, suddenly my super-sucker canister vac just doesn't compare.

  7. This post made me so happy. :) Glad that you had an excellent weekend. Plus, that cafe au lait is making me quite thirsty. Sounds like an excellent afternoon.

  8. Wait--Husband? Did I somehow miss when you guys got married? Well congratulations and much happiness!!! Also, you are off to a great start. My sweetie also convinced me to buy some inferior vacuum when I wanted a Dyson and after his vacuum failed in the first week I returned it and got my beloved Dyson and now we are living happily ever after. : )

  9. So I went back to the posts I missed last week when I was out of town and I just have to say you looked beautiful in your wedding tunic and the church was to-die-for perfect. Wedding dinner looked great too. I'm happy for you!!

  10. For those who want to know, according to more than one source, "happy as a clam" originated mid-1800s. It's shortened from the full phrase "happy as a clam in high water" or "happy as a clam at high tide." Meaning the clam is free from the attention of predators and is therefore happy.

  11. Oh my goodness, I am catching up on some of your posts - smiling the whole time: 1) because you are a riot; 2) I totally get these things which make us happy in life ... sometimes they are the smallest. You, my dear, GET IT; and that, in itself, makes me incredibly happy for you. Smiles and raising my morning cappuccino (finally from my own machine again) to you! Valerie


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