A clean white shirt. Tomorrow, sure, there'll be a pizza-sauce stain and one of those tiny tears from my belt buckle, but today—a sense of orderliness and new beginnings.
A cold glass of carrot juice. For years I've eschewed juice in favor of eating the actual fruit/vegetable involved. But after a long, hot day when you collapse into a corner chair and shout about how your dogs are barkin, a small, cool glass of carrot juice will revive your wilted spirit.
This video: I decree that these bears pole dance better than the girls at the Magic Garden.