25. Night blooming jasmine
We have one right outside the large bedroom window. When it blooms (at night, obviously) during the season when I can open windows, it fills my entire house with the most intoxicating scent. It is impossible to be miserable in a house filled with the scent of jasmine. Even more fortuitously, just now it is getting ready to bloom (I caught a hint of the scent the other night) and it *just* cooled off enough to open windows at night. It feels like such a waste when it blooms when it is just too hot to open windows. I don’t think that happens often, though. Or maybe it does and I just don’t notice because my windows are closed so I can’t smell it and it only blooms at night so I wouldn’t see it.
26. The brown van coming to a stop in front of my gate and then backing in. He’s almost always bringing something for me.
27. Looking at my schedule and seeing the neither of the 2 weekly Saturday soccer games start before 11. There is just something so very wrong with having to get out of the house on a Saturday at a time earlier than school days. 8 a.m. games most definitely do not make this list.