Going40 is 100! That's right, you're reading my 100th post. That is a lot of time wasted. Good job.
Now, instead of us wasting lots of time congratulating each other for reading and writing and learning and growing, let's be productive. This post needs to generate 100 comments (even if 90 of them come from me). We're going to list 100 things we love: one thing (idea, product, concept, person, whatever) per comment, elaborate if you must, provide a link if you want. Take as many spots as you'd like, but if we the spots are going fast, let someone else take a turn. I can fill them all myself if I have to, but that won't be any fun.
If this works right, we all might have more to love, and what can that hurt? I'll start the ball rolling. And I'll turn off the comments when we hit 100. Oh, and I won't post again until we get there!
Thanks for reading; stick with me, okay? Okay.
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106 comments:
1. Champagne on a weeknight. Preferably Scharffenberger.
2. Chocolate, dark, anytime.
Scharffenberger would be fine here too.
3. Watching Bourne Ultimatum in bed while eating chocolate cupcakes.
4. The Eiffel Tower being the first thing that I see when I come out of the subway on my way to church on Sunday morning.
I scream for ice cream!
Film noir.
7. Waking up next to Going40
8. Reading Eric's post.
9. Sleeping Baby
9. Getting lost in a great book, sitting in a sunny spot in a cozy room on a cold day.
Whoops. Two 9s ...
11. Bread just out of the over slathered with butter.
That should have been oven.
And the butter is on the bread not the oven.
Watching sunrise over canyon country holding a good cup of joe.
13. Listening to my children play
15. A weekend with no plans except to read, knit, nap. (Does that count as 3?)
The St Paul Farmers' Market
Viggo curled up like a duck in the sun.
Puppy Dog Tails from Isles Bun & Coffee. And a fantastic cup of coffee to go with it. Oh, and extra frosting in a cup!
18. Being OCD and getting the numbering back on track.
Finding that the last hand-cut joint on a 140 joint arts and crafts bed fits
Singing Howell's Hymnus Paradisi while being conducted by Sir David
22. Being a co-dependent enabler of Scott's need to have this list numbered correctly.
23. In general, putting thing in order (alphabetizing CDs . . . stacking dishes to be washed . . . grouping clothes in my closet by type and color . . . you get the picture).
OOPS! Things I do NOT love: realizing that there were only 2, not 3 comments after Scott's last numbered comment. My last comments should be numbers 21 and 22, whoever has the next comment will be 23. (I'm so ashamed!)
23. Having my business partner back in the country to do the work I had to pretend to know how to do.
This is fun! The smell of sage under a hot sun, the only sound bees drunk on pollen.
My beautiful son, Luke who just happens to share his birthday with our esteemed author and host.
Running in the snow.
112 Eatery.
Liberty Frozen Custard. Especially with eWAC after a long swim practice and Going40 meets us there. They're SUCH a cute couple.
Making music with good friends.
Anything Smartwool makes.
How am I doing, Scott?
Readers should take a page from Tom's playbook. He rocks. And has the right idea.
eWac's multigrain bread, baked every couple weeks in our home. It's the only bread we eat.
Singing with Scott and Eric on Sunday mornings. Canto ergo sum.
Friday
Saturday
OK, OK, I know I'm not going to earn any points with this; The smell of warm garden soil on a fine spring day after a long hard winter.
Cheetos
Magic Cookie Bar Liberty Frozen Custard
Tater Tots at the Bulldog
Reading. Almost anything.
1962 Steinway L, #376263
Stanley Bedrock #604, circa 1935.
42. My bed, with new down pillows.
Lagavulin 16 year old, 'nuff said.
44. 20 degree day after a string of nasty cold weather.
45. Footloose and Flashdance on one DVD!! :)
46. Silk. Knitting with it, wearing it next to the skin.
47. Cotton. Fine, soft, newly washed and dried, next to the skin.
48. 1935 Steinway M #279690 and the psycho-acoustic perfection after Mark H. has wrought his magic.
49. Wordplay.
Reading in the living room whilst surrounded by my four adoring kitty-boyz, Fred, Scooter, Nick and Bob.
Dirty limericks
Cashmere sweaters
MPR (all but pledge week)
Finding money (or lost keys) in an old coat’s pocket
Being an auntie (I suppose being an uncle is nice, too)
Laptop computers with wireless Internet
57. Knitting with alpaca
58. Spontaneous "I love you"'s from a toddler
59. Mold-free apartments :-(
60. Moving a lengthy knitting project to the FO list
61. The yellow-orange light of late afternoon sun
62. Babble-On (a board game). Favorite line: Whee warp art nurse ink rhyme.
63. Young Frankenstein
64. Going40's completion of Professor Flutterby's J-term course (buh-bye)
65. Starting the weekend with a clean house, a cup of coffee, and quiet.
66. a hand to hold
67. Having all my projects done.
A theoretical concept.
Building a playlist on itunes consisting of tunes from late 70's to early 80's-just purchased Eric Carmen's "Never Gonna Fall In Love Again" and the memories it brought back-priceless.
Spontaneous family portrait in marker from a 4-year-old
70. The Scooter Sidecar
Reading a good book curled up under the covers.
Spending the night at my parent's house.
A Prairie Home Companion.
74. Chocolate covered coffee beans.
75. Spontaneous dinner invitations.
76. Checking a friends blog and seeing it has been updated... :)
77. Having a great topic to blog about. Scott seems to have lots of great ideas - this one for example!
78. A perfect butter croissant.
79. The smell of vanilla.
80. Writing the number 8 (infinity).
81. Always knowing how many stairs I've gone up or down.
82. the sound of my children's laughter
83. Knowing that I don't owe taxes this year.
84. Ice-cold milk and an Oreo cookie.
85. Kidlet's reaction to Father Christmas this year (total star-struck wonderment)
86. Snow days!
The beef stew I made for tonight's dinner. I doubt many people in the city had a better meal this evening.
88. Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert.
89. Vermont White Cheddar
The fact were almost done.
we're
91. Vicks VapoRub (weird, but oddly nostalgic and comforting.)
being number 97!
93. Sunday afternoon naps.
94. The huge oak tree overlooking the MN River on Cedar Ave that is excessively wrapped in white Christmas lights (only illuminated from Thanksgiving to New Year's).
96. A perfect cappucino to end a perfect Sunday afternoon
96, really. A shocker: my iPhone
97. The Vicar of Dibley
98. When you, or anyone else, will cook for me.
99. Yacking. I do so love the yacking.
100. Using any means possible to increase blog traffic.
And we're finished!
Good job, folks. Wasn't that fun?
100. That I have a terminal degree and don't ever have to take a class for credit again, as long as I live, worldwithoutendamen.
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