Beth Orton named an album after me? That's awesome. I never knew. I will now sign posts with variations on that title . . .

--SuperFunkyMandy

Cracking my joints. I especially like it when my hips and shoulders pop, though that isn't often.

Playing bongos on my belly while laying in bed listening to music.

TMI TMI!!!!!!
No, I've been known to do the swame thing Trudes.

Aaron, do we want to know what the 'swame thing' is?

Damn typos!

Staying in bed curled up under the quilt for about 10 minutes before getting out of bed in the mornings. After that, it's just never quite the same the rest of the day.

Hehe: That prompted a memory of a Seinfeld episode where Jerry was dating the massage therapist and she refused to give him a massage!!

: )

Thanks, L.P.!

Kind of like the episode where he's dating the gymnist expecting, ummmm, an interesting experience, only to find out that she did not believe that gymnastics had no other purpose than competition. That will teach the shallow yuppy!!! Haha.

Yes. I have to stay in bed for a little while, or I just feel cheated.

ohh, amen.

i have rheumatoid arthritis, and it just feels A-MAZING when everything cracks.
...
i'm sorry for this one. but i'm a closet Clay Aiken fan.

i love his voice, and watching him perform. he just makes me smile no matter what mood i'm in.

?

what's that bill?

Not only that, but she'd been told that comedians were particularly extraordinary in bed, so BOTH of them were expecting the other to take command with extraordinary prowess.

Why do I know that? I've watched three episodes in my life!


more favorite things:
FINALLY getting the hang of a difficult (to me) choreography.
that feeling of complete exhaustion following a great workout
long, rambly phone messages of happy news from one of my best friends
new clothes that fit

random acts of kindness.....
random acts of kindness done anonymously....you know who you are.

walking by the store front with the huge wooden giraffe

Washing my feet after a long day. There's nothing like going to bed with clean feet.

a freshly-swept floor

... being walked on in bare feet.

Waking up in the dark, glancing at the clock and realizing you have hours left to sleep.

Waking up in the morning, glancing at the clock and realizing you STILL have a couple more days left in this week of vacation!

: )

fresh cinnamon buns

A freshly washed puppy.

1. Getting an A+ on a paper from the hardest grader in my department;

2. Hearing her tell my (extremely small) class that the group has produced the best papers she has seen in years;

3. Having her ask permission to put copies of the class's papers in a folder for the all the faculty in the department to browse through;

4. Experiencing all of this the same day I get a package from Hawaii!

My week has just been made!

Congrats, Becky.
Sounds like it was a successful endeavor.
I love those good days.

So successful that I'm still in shock. I actually ran downstairs to show the paper to another professor (the nearest maternal equivalent I could find).

I am on air.

*hugs* Congratulations!

Thanks! *hugs back*

I thought of another one ... home-cooked food when you're in a dorm. My mom brought me some of her rosemary chicken the other day, and I was in heaven. Same with my friend Kerry's beef stew. There's something so reassuring about food made in familiar kitchens.

Definitely! My second-favorite part of family visits last year was the stack of frozen home-cooked meals my mother would bring. I'd eat like at home for a week. Gotta love mothers....

Driving sanely during a driving lesson.
Coming to a gentle stop.
Executing a perfect turn.
(You can tell I'm learning to drive, can't you? )

Good friends finding true love

: )

Ooh! Good one!

And then remaining good friends for 26 years.

Why even old (?) curmudgeons
can be sentimental!

Ira Glass. Everytime I hear his voice, I grin like a little kid. People like him give me faith in humanity.

(By the way, Libby, congratulations with the driving, and good luck. If I learned, you can do it too! )

picnics
the smell of barbeque in the air in Summer
the smell of oranges
merry-go-rounds
starting a roadtrip at dawn

Yes, yes, yes, yes, and yes.

Giving piggy-back rides to small children.

I like starting one in the evening and just driving all night when there's no one on the road.

Yeah, I'm a little weird.

Chipotle
Music
Simpsons/Futurama
Family Guy
(veggie) Sushi
edamame
Margarita (both Raspberry and O'Brien varieties)
Movies

brie
camembert
blue castello
chevre
san andre
bulgarian feta

... drooling ...

selling my car!!



VW, here I come!

((yet another hijack))
Kylie...Why am I thinking you already have a Jetta? Didn't you have a fender-bender on the way home from an OTR concert with a Jetta?
Perhaps it belonged to your ex?
((ok, i'm done))

Sarah vowel (thoguh not the sound of her voice, haha).

Since today my college celebrated Fox Day, I was thinking about last year's Fox Day and how I went to see a play that evening with a friend of mine. I was rather smitten with him at the time, and I have to confess, my admiration is not entirely past, although my romantic feelings are.

Anyway, he has the most amazing blue eyes I have ever seen. They catch light like two cups, and sometimes seem to go on forever. They are especially nice when he is smiling, because they crinkle at the edges and get a little gleam in them. The night we went to see the play, he was wearing a black turtleneck, and the contrast was so exquisite that for several seconds I forgot how to form a coherent sentence.

He has an excellent voice as well, but if I dwell on that too long I might start to regret being single. (Kidding.) But I have always been terribly fond of his eyes, so I figured I'd bare my soul for a couple paragraphs and risk being teased for it later.

That's alright. WE need to talk about our infatuations, so I'll share one of mine. There is this really cute barrista at a Starbucks I go to often. HEr name is Jen, and she is jus treally sweet and cute. She calls everyone "My dear," and always gets a big smile on her face when she sees me.
She has kind of anerd look going on, but that makes me all the more attracted to her. She's got black glasses (kind of small), and cute braids. Her hair was dishwater blonde, (though she recently dyed it red).
And her eyes are green.
My crush on her is pretty much over, but if I found out she was a christian, I would ask her out in ten seconds flat.

There, now anyone who teases Becky has to tease me as well.

this august will make 30 years married for me
i won't tease anyone, but i won't try to think of other women, either
(that would be worse than disrespecting the meat loaf)
(i could be sent to bed without any computer)

seriously, I can remember the tingle when first I saw the one who is now my wife. Unfortunately, for a while I tried simultaneously dating both her and another girl in the same Sunday School class, but that's another story.

Me, too. Both.

And starting a road trip at any time of the day or night, really.

: )

I have this superstition with road trips..."Tempted" by Squeeze must be the first song played as you leave your home. I have no idea how I came to that conclusion, but it's just a thing now whenever I go somewhere.

Hmmm, not a bad song to start off a road trip!

: )

Personally, I'd opt for something a little faster ... but then again, given my track record with speeding tickets, perhaps slower songs would have a positive effect on my driving!

(OK, I'm exaggerating a bit ... but I did get 2 speeding tix over a 3-week span back in 2002 and then spent the next year or so on pins and needles, so to speak, trying to avoid that 3rd one!)

: (

that could be a good thing...