tits list 2: bigger, badder and bouncier!

Sunday morning I woke up, opened up the house, and plopped on the couch to bask in the adoration of my loving family. Alas, they were all outside and I was left alone to ponder my breakfast all alone. In case you're wondering, I went with the generic strawberry toaster pastry (seriously, what is with the skimpy frosting on these things?! back in my day, kids, Pop Tarts were frosted tips to toes, and we enjoyed them after rounding up the chickens, churning our butter, and helping Ma birth a the spring calves).

Anyway, while I was sitting on the couch enjoying my breakfast (also? I wasn't really enjoying it, for I prefer the brown sugar cinnamon toaster pastries that SOMEONE had finished off, but I'm not naming names, Tool Man), I picked up the scent of something truly delicious filling the house. Instantly, I realized I was picking up the succulent bouquet of bacon wafting through the windows! "Is this heaven?" I wondered. Not likely, I quickly deduced, for I (once again) had gotten up too late for church (sorry, G), and I'm pretty sure I wasn't going to be rewarded for that with the fantastic smell of fried pork filling my nostrils. "Then I must be dreaming," I decided. Alas, neither Zac Efron or Joe Jonas paraded through the living room as confirmation of that.

Then I decided that if I had the ability to write a Tits List, I would absolutely place "the succulent scent of bacon" on said list (along with Zac and Joe)(not necessarily wearing bacon)(but I'd not be adverse to such thing). Then I thought "You know what? You need to combine your love of bacon and other random things and update your Tits List right this second!" However, I didn't do it right that very second for I had to finish my breakfast, then finish a book, then I watched an episode of Food Network Challenge (ice cream challenge!), then I took a little nap, and started a new book.

Anyway, long story short, I didn't get to my updated Tits List until this morning, and I'm going to share it with you here (editorial note: Before any of you delightfully new readers - hi! - start thinking I'm a freak - kind of am! - and to serve as a reminder to those of you who may have forgotten, my list of things I think are the tits have nothing to do with breasts at all, though you can pretty much assume they are also on these lists, and is more a run down of things I think are cool and/or totally awesome at this given moment. I just re-read my previous list from last August (and the January addendum, which many of you reminded me wasn't technically a list since it only included one item, but perhaps you've picked up on the fact that I'm a wee bit wordy...), and found that many of those items I still consider quite awesome. Here's their new friends:

Still More Things I Think Are The Tits

• Q-tips (hello, eargasms!)
• Russell Brand
• Breathers: A Zombie's Lament and Pride and Prejudice and Zombies
• frozen Snickers
• Phineas and Ferb
• Turbo Jam
• non-habit forming sleep aids
• sleeping with the windows open (thanks to non-habit forming sleep aids)
• Rimmel Lasting Finish Intense Wear lipstick in Temptation (a perfect reddish-brown)
• the way my youngest son adopts a British accent while talking to me
• one (or two) perfect glasses of cheap red wine while on the deck while lightening bugs pass
• your comments (seriously! I totally mean it!)(sorry I've sucked at responding of late!)
• ponytails
• driving with the mini's window's down and singing along loudly when She's So High and/or Drops of Jupiter come on the iPod. Ah, the classics...
• Seth Green
• A tub of Cool Whip and a spoon and no one around to watch
• Ace of Cakes (and my desire to be Mary Alice)(and be around cake all day)
• crossword puzzles
• the two mourning doves that sit outside my kitchen window every morning
• Reece's peanut butter Whoppers
• The Deadliest Catch (and by that I mostly mean Edgar Hansen)
• 44 ounce refills of Diet Mountain Dew from Kum & Go
• matinees with my Tool Man
• Grease 2

Now it's your turn! Please share with me some of the things you think are the tits at the moment, and then let us enjoy a heaping plate of bacon together (maybe while you sing me the chorus of the new song from the Jonas Brothers...but no pressure...we can start with the bacon...)!