The problem with listening to music while I blog is that I get pulled away from the three or four ideas bouncing around in my head that I had planned to write about. Instead of shaking up those ideas in a mental Yahtzee dice cup and tossing them out to see which one is worthy of my convoluted creative treatment...I start thinking about the song that is playing when I open up the new post box.
Tonight, you're in for a treat. Tom T. Hall is singing an old ditty about his favorite things. No raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens for Mr. Tom T. He loves little baby ducks and old pickup trucks. And rain.
I'm no Oprah, but here are a few of my favorite things:
*garden tomatoes with crispy fried pork chops
*buying a new chicken figurine for Hick at the hospital gift shop
*driving home from school with a forecast of snow overnight
*ER reruns
*making my boys laugh
*autumn leaves crunching under my feet on a trail at the state park
*baby goats
*writing about the ridiculous predicaments that befall me
*classic rock
*Pilot precise rolling ball pens
*the smell of summer rain
*choosing the perfect Scotch pine and sawing it down for Christmas
*when Hick gets all protective like I'm a fragile flower
*watching my students play their hearts out in a basketball game
*the end of the work day when I'm caught up and ready for tomorrow
*the smell of the night air on a hayride
*playing games at my sister's house on Christmas Eve
*talking to my mom every morning at 6:00
*reading my boys' report cards
*Big Brother, Survivor, and The Amazing Race
*watching a shiny rooster strut through the front yard
*trivia competitions
*homemade vegetable beef soup with garlic toast on the side
*new magazines
*a good first-hand true ghost story
*seeing Hick all excited about something he bought at the auction
*the good will exuded by my students, even as I chastise them for minor infractions
*Fridays
*the joy my holiday Chex Mix brings to the recipients
*gas station chicken
*Seinfeld shows
*Sonic Diet Coke with Lime
*summer vacation
9 comments:
I was almost in total agreement until you said gas station chicken :)
Oh, snow days. They are the gifts from God.
Great list, to which I would add birdsong at dawn--noisy, raucous, beautiful!
Linda,
But you haven't tried MY gas station chicken! And the toothless worker is gone now, too. See? It's sounding more appetizing by the minute.
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Sioux,
Especially when you get the call the night before!
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Lisa,
Well, if you're already up, I suppose. But not if you don't go to bed until 4:00 a.m. during the summer. Birdsong beauty is in the ear of the beholder.
*cool 60 degree nights and lovely 70's days...
*NASCAR
*Have some more gas station chicken for me! I miss mine!!!! :(
*the feeling of a nice warm pug snuggling against me on a cool night...
*the clean smell after the rain
I could go on and on...Thanks for starting my mind down the favorites in my life! :) Fun trip!
labbie,
Okay, I'll pass on the pug. We have a whole basement bathroom devoted to NASCAR, including a countertop hand-painted with an air brush by my cousin's wife, depicting a race.
OHMYGOSH!!!! I already have my tickets for the race in 3 weeks at Kansas! You wouldn't want to give me a little peek at the cool bathroom would you???? Who is the family driver?
labbie,
I will search out my photo. Genius fancies himself a racer. But Hick loves to watch on TV. He's got a couple of autographs from when he went to tool shows in Chicago. If that makes any sense. I'm thinking it's Biffle. Not sure. Not my thing.
If I can get Genius to wield his fancy-shmancy camera, I'll try to get a shot of the license plate shed.
Waiting with bated breath here...
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