When I was in 8th grade, someone gave me a small book, maybe 5 inches tall, covered in a blue silk Oriental pattern. I didn't know what to use this book for - it was lined, but it wasn't really big enough for addresses or the like.
At some point during 9th grade I started using this book as a "happy book" in which I recorded items, incidents, people, places, and things that made me happy at that moment. For 4 years I recorded, line by line, these momentos of happiness. In 1998, someone broke into my car and stole my backpack, and with it my happy book. Those fuckers.
I didn't intend to record the things that make me happy in my current book, it just sort of happened. So every few pages, in the white space not occupied by a poem or quote or sticker are a couple of happy notes. Here is the first batch:
Muddy's Chocolate Chip Muffins
My wedding dress - WOW!
Springtime in February
Advair inhaler - I'm asthma free! (and I still am 3 years later - thanks, Advair!)