Blankets. Watching clouds drift by on a lazy, warm afternoon whilst listening to my favourite songs. Chocolate. Board games with fantastic friends (particularly Pictionary and Boulderdash). The Incredibles. Massive thunder and lightning storms (particularly in the summer and in the presence of someone who becomes as alive as I do). Candles. Long, night walks with John-Paul. Belly dancing. Drawing, especially at night time and by the fire in the music room. Blankets again. The beach. Rapture by Pedro the Lion.
Zoe. Playing Clare De Lune on the piano. Giving people presents. A glass of wine. Twister (the movie, not the game. Although, I haven’t played in a while, maybe it’d be awesome if I gave it a go). Painting. Going to see a much anticipated movie with your closest friends. Going out to dinner with mum and dad. Mums home made foccacia and soup on a wintery, Sunday night. Listening to didgeridoo. Rain. Hail. A kick-ass view.
Jigsaw puzzles with Lisa. Siblings night at Katies and some classic ’80’s film we’ve heard so much about but haven’t yet seen. Amanda and Joel coming to Shoubra. Futurama. Those rare people that pick up on obscure references from the Simpsons and Futurama. Battlefield Two. Going to Baskin Robbins. Online chats with Sheri. Thinking about Christmas. A dinner that consists mostly of a crap load of steamed vegetables.
Music that makes me dance. Making anyone laugh. Having deep and meaningful chats with the people I care most about in the world. Being asked directions on how to get somewhere by a stranger (this seems to happen on a weekly basis and I can’t understand why but it instills faith in me that people trust I can help them. Makes me feel like I’ll become a great nurse!). A hot shower when you’ve been feeling particularly uncomfortable all day because your extremeties are frozen. Bed linen that’s just come out of the dryer and feels warm AS and smells like clean washing. Singing my heart out as I drive *alone.
* Zoe can be with me.
What are the best things in your world, friends? And strangers?
What a great blog post, Suz! I’d have to say I’m at my happiest when I’m surrounded by my favorite people and just enjoying a laugh or a good conversation. My favorite memories of my house will be the times I shared a glass of wine and a good jazz CD with my friends, or opened up my backyard for a barbeque. Another simple pleasure is randomly finding the perfect gift for someone and then giving it to them and anticipating their reaction… like your upcoming birthday gift! OMG it’s so great… I know I’m building it up, but seriously you will love it. Oh, and I also love beating up Mexicans… strangling them with their ponchos and shoving their sombreros down their throat. It’s such an adrenilin rush, makes me feel all happy inside. * sigh *… good times… Oh, and I love chatting with you too! I always get a great big smile on my face when I hear the message alert in Gmail and find a new text from you! You’re the best, my little non-Mexican friend! Have a great day!
By: Sheri on August 25, 2008
at 11:52 am
I agree with more than half the things you said. As for my personal best things in the world, they will remain with my other secrets.
By: Hooly on August 26, 2008
at 4:43 am
Note to self: Never EVER let Sheri know of my Mexican heritage.
That’s great, Sher! Really … really good, good contribution! Yeah, there’s nothing like hangin out with top friends. They make the world go ’round. Not money.
And Hooly. Did you know I know someone who’s surname is Hooly? Which means, if you married them and excepted thier surname, you’d be Hooly Hooly? Pretty neat, eh? And people could ask you “Mr. … Hooly, is it?” and you could say “Please. Call me Hooly”.
As for your personal secret best things, I’m going to take a stab in the dark and guess what one of them is. Is it … stabbing people in the dark?
By: Suzy J. on August 26, 2008
at 9:24 am
Ah Suz, I’d love you in spite of your Mexican heritage. I mean sure, I’d still occasionally throw stones at you, but that’s just tough love!
By: Sheri on August 26, 2008
at 10:37 am
Of course, of course! My friend!
By: Suzy J. on August 27, 2008
at 8:03 am
hello suzy! i’m a friend of sheri’s she told me to check out your blog! i luv alot of the same things as u, especially rain. we’ve had tonnes of rain this summer, i think the most ever on record for the month of july. don’t worry about being mexican, i’m mexican too but sheri only throws rocks at me to keep me from being lazy. i’m joking! but yah great blog. i’ve got u on my favourites list now so i’ll definately check back again! bye dude!!!
By: Erin on August 28, 2008
at 3:39 am
Awww, thank you, Erin! I’m glad you enjoyed the blog! Do you have one? I’d love to check it out sometime if you do! Thank you for reading and commenting, it was such a lovely surprise!
One thing I forgot to add is, flying kites. Kites are fun. And the song, Kites are Fun. Great loves of mine!
(By the way, Erin, it’s nice to know that I’m not the only one that Sheri throws rocks at for being Mexican. For the longest time I was convinced it was because she hated my shoes. I can sleep in peace now, knowing that it’s only my heritage she hates!)
By: Suzy J. on August 29, 2008
at 2:01 am
Suzy, I have to say ‘no’ to everything… So, no.
By: Hooly on August 30, 2008
at 2:17 pm
Lol i thought i was the only one (about the nursing thing). Well that makes me feel that slight bit less insane :p
By: Steph from uni on May 3, 2009
at 10:38 am