I am always thinking about those happy balloons. You know, the ones that were practically waving at me. I think I am going to have to stock them in my arsenal.

So, I picked up a happy-faced balloon.

I wrote out another one of my happy notes and I went on a mission.

I scouted the neighborhood. I looked for a front porch that would harbor the happy balloon and allow it to be seen from the driveway when the neighbor got home. I had to be sure the neighbor would see it as he/she arrived home that day.

Found it! A happy home delivery.

Hi neighbor — I hope you enjoy your happy balloon and well wishes this evening!