Wicked Satisfying

This blog is the result of a late-night conversation between best friends that got a little bit out of control. And by out of control, I mean at one point, one of us was lying on the kitchen floor in simultaneous hysterics and overwhelming pleasure over one of the “satisfying things” the other had just come up with. I honestly don’t remember specifically what thing it was, but it was enough to have us giddy with the “yes factor” of said circumstance/sound/word/whatever. From this moment of overtired hysteria, Wicked Satisfying was born.

For some, it’s satisfying to sink into a comfy arm chair after shoveling snow. That isn’t really the satisfaction we’re talking about. For other people, it’s satisfying to get a raise, or watch a puddle coat the person that bullied them in elementary school from a passing car. That’s not the satisfaction we’re talking about either. These things are satisfying in their own ways, but this blog is about things that are wicked satisfying.

We’re talking about completely nonsexual things that give you that surge of excitement that makes you say, “that’s it!” - things that appeal to the little obsessive compulsive side of all of us. It’s certain words, sounds, pictures and situations. It’s things that we anticipate or see coming and can’t wait to happen because we know how awesome it’s going to be. There are wicked satisfying experiences to be had all around us, and it’s this blog’s mission to help you find some satisfaction you might not have realized you had. Hopefully the next time you see a fondant cake, hear the golf clap or shut a nice heavy car door, you’ll think of us.

Have a satisfying idea of your own? Send your suggestions to blog[at]wickedsatisfying.com.