.  Driving through a sudden swirl of bright yellow leaves that literally takes your breath away for a few seconds.  (Thank God for a daily drive home that takes you through the Arboretum)

.  A one-line text to my brother in a far, far away land (San Francisco) that elicits a one-line response: “F*ck yeah.”  Goodness, I miss him.

. Reaching for what I know is an empty tube of toothpaste (because I still haven’t replaced it), only to realize that Ben replaced it for me.  Yes, we use different toothpaste.  Don’t ask.

.  This video.

.  This comic:

.  These pants.  They’re basically my uniform when I’m at home.

.  Blue pumpkins.  And the Pumpkin Fairy.

.  A three-hour conversation with a long-distance friend.  The kind of conversation that spans a long car ride, lunch preparation and consumption and the ride to school to pick up your kid.  And when you hang up, your ear hurts.

.  This shower gel.  Followed by this body scrub.  A little bit life- (or at least skin) changing.  Yes, really.

.  Brussels sprouts.  With bacon.  And lemon.

.  Teeny-tiny salt-on-the-go, for the sodium addicted salt snobs (like me).

.  Lighting every candle in the house.  Especially ones that smell perfectly autumnal, like this one – a new favorite that I burned down to the bottom in less than two weeks.  It’s that good, and that perfect for the season.

.  Soup. Packed full-o-veggies.

.  When Ben turns on the music and announces in an authoritative voice to Henry and me that it is Time. To. Dance.  We dance.