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Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Praise Time, Praise Time, Time to Praise the Lord!

Things that make me really happy...off the top of my head:

Silky, just-shampooed hair.
Snazzy preggy clothes from Ry and Fay.
Having a big butt for only the second time in my life.
Making the tods laugh.
Crispy clean sheets and pillowcases.
My fetus' pokes and prods and somersaults.
Good food at the end of the day.
The sound of running water.
Living with my sister.
Rereading oldy moldy prophecy and quote-books.
Getting a joke.
Girding up one's loins. Figuratively.
Naked people.
Painfully dorky plays on words.
Salty plums.
Finding things.
Kicking a bad habit or addiction in the nether regions.
Trance. Trance. Trance. Trance. Make more trance, Steve.
Seeing that Flo has added to our Darwinian draft.
The post-PnP feeling. Don't think I need to expound. Or can, even.
Subway on freeday.
When something you've read in the Word a hundred times reaches out and flicks you in the center of the forehead. I like it.
Cold, fresh tomatoes.
Undeserved notes and gestures of appreciation.
Tempura soba.
Big, thick, blank notebooks.
Forgetting and remembering and savoring something wonderful.
Perfectly ripe bananas. Oh shut up.
Seeing others talk or write about how much they love Jesus.
LOUD music that makes you move when you don't mean to.
Someone saying what I tried to say, but saying it better.
A working computer.
Let's Talk About Jesus. The ML.
Lemon Tea.
Open spaces.
Realizing that anything which makes you happy in the right way is a little present from Him.


Blogger Liz said...

loved the list..aymen

6/14/2006 2:36 AM  
Blogger Florence said...

i love how you didn't capitalize e.e.cummings.
brilliant baldy.

6/14/2006 8:43 AM  
Blogger lils said...

yes! see i love how someone appreciates having a big butt! They are beautiful!
and crispy clean sheets..niceeeee

6/14/2006 3:50 PM  
Blogger masa said...

here here to e.e.cummings... you forgot vince (both gogh and the dog)

6/14/2006 10:35 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

you sound like such a nice person

6/15/2006 12:17 AM  
Blogger Florence said...

yeah, elaina. you sound like a really nice person.

6/15/2006 9:41 AM  
Blogger Elaina said...

"Sound" being the key word, right?
Nyuk nyuk!

6/15/2006 9:34 PM  
Blogger ditzydevil said...

heey! brilliant.
what makes me happy? posts from Elaina that show what a wonderful ladie she is! could i do this thankful-showing of what a wonderful ladie i am-praisetime thing?

6/16/2006 12:28 AM  
Blogger Elaina said...

Yo, Ry, I'm pretty sure anyone sounds wonderful when they're praising Him.
Now, if I made a "Things that Drive Me Nuts, Off the Top of My Head" list, I'm pretty sure I would sound like a nasty, grumpy pants.
Like I say to the tods,
"Nobody likes whiny girls."

6/16/2006 7:21 PM  
Anonymous Hiki said...

Ahh very nice and refreshing to read this. You express it all so well. btw... You forgot a nice Coooold beer on a hot Summer day! Totally the best!

6/16/2006 10:49 PM  

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