So what makes me happy? A walk down Chestnut street (in San Francisco) with my wonderful, wonderful man will do it. That’s what I did Saturday evening. Yes, there was food involved — a lovely bowl of red curry at Lettus Cafe followed by a chocolate drink from Moonstruck. But more than the chocolate, it was just a lovely walk with my best friend, who is also my lover and spouse, that made me happy. But wait — did all the sangrias at Cesar that I’d had the night before (with him, again) have something to do with the happiness?

You’ve seen the rows and rows of books dedicated to happiness in every bookstore you walk into. I’ve read some of them. And then there are all those articles that appear every few months. Here’s an assortment, picked for nothing more than their subject matter.

WebMD ran this piece a few days ago.
USA Today had something similar back in 2002.
ABC NEWS/20-20 made it a little more complex. (It’s not a TV clip, just plain reading.)
Apparently, TV can make you happy. Curious? Read this article from the New York Times.

And yes, shopping for clothes makes me happy, too. How predictable, I know…