The Bliss list.

Saw this idea on one of the blogs that I follow and thought it was a great idea. I have to dig hard and deep though, I find that as I've gotten older, memories and time have all just blended together into one big melting pot in my brain, making everything seem so fuzzy.

I'll start with this one:

Going to Disneyland for the first time with the hubby (who was just the boyfriend at the time). I've been to Disneyland countless of times with my parents, but never enjoyed it to the fullest because lets face it, everything there is pretty pricey and when I wanted a certain toy or shirt my parents answer would of course be "No". And we would always bring our food or go outside to eat since food was expensive too. Well, the first time that the hubby and I went to Disneyland together he spoiled the shit out of me. I got those giant mickey glove hands, ate whatever I wanted and did what I ever I wanted. I also cried during the fireworks show at the end of the day, because I really did feel like I was at the happiest place on earth.