View Full Version : I'm cataloguing "good things"
Okla-homey
6/1/2006, 09:44 AM
Like the blended aromas of fresh coffee, toast and crisp bacon that hits you when you walk through the door of small "mom and pop" cafe on a cold Saturday morning in the dead of winter.
A baby's laugh.
The purple twilight viewed through almost bare trees on a crystal clear October evening while you smell fireplaces for the first time of the season.
The way those classroom hand-outs used to smell in fourth grade, fresh and cool off the school office mimeograph machine.
The sweaty, self-satisfied feelng you get after a tough work-out.
That letter you get from the finance company extinguishing their lien after they receive your final car payment.
The smell of outboard motor exhaust wafting across a fresh-water lake while you stand waist deep in the cool water with a cold beer in your hand...while peeing.:D
How about it? Anyone else want to contribute?
1stTimeCaller
6/1/2006, 09:47 AM
The smell of a barbeque pit when you have an empty stomach
BajaOklahoma
6/1/2006, 09:50 AM
Your oldest child's college diploma arriving in the mail.
Watching your pets play nicely together.
The smell of a new baseball glove
The smell of bacon early in the morning at my mom's when I have the rare opportunity to sleep in
Memories of a red and white cork at the end of a fishing pole bobbing, then going under the water
My six year old snuggling up against me when I am reading her a bedtime story
Seeing my wife and kids happy
Hurricane-blown tree limbs on Lady Asshat's house
Holding one finger in the air at season's first kickoff and yelling "Ooooooo..."
crawfish
6/1/2006, 09:56 AM
SEX!!!!!!!
crawfish
6/1/2006, 09:59 AM
Holding one finger in the air and yelling 'texas sucks'"
Amen, bro.
Watching and listening to a flock of Canadian geese flying south after a late fall cold front.
The smell of cigar smoke at Owen field just before kickoff. (probably won't smell that too much again.)
Listening to the drumline prior to the Pride taking the field.
Osce0la
6/1/2006, 10:02 AM
The smell of the fresh cut grass and field paint, the glow of the lights at high school and collegiate stadiums across the country letting you know that football season is finally here.
crawfish
6/1/2006, 10:03 AM
Sunday morning comics section.
TUSooner
6/1/2006, 10:09 AM
Crossing the Red River into Oklahoma. Actually, crossing any border into Oklahoma.
Being inside a quiet library while it rains cats & dogs.
XingTheRubicon
6/1/2006, 10:10 AM
A "no" with not much starch on it at 2:50AM.
slickdawg
6/1/2006, 10:13 AM
Slickdaughter seeing me, hollering DADDY, and running to me.
White House Boy
6/1/2006, 10:16 AM
Holding hands with my wife while walking through the woods.
Neck hugs from my 2 year old son.
Crack of dawn smiles from my 6 month old daughter as she awakens to a new day.
Hearing the first few bars of "Yea Alabama" being cranked out by the Million Dollar band on a crisp autumn afternoon in Tuscaloosa.
Piping hot homemade apple pie.... for breakfast.
A good pee after a looooooooooooong drive.
Hitting a fadeaway jumper over someone half a foot taller than you are.
Watching highlight reels of Walter Payton.
Getting a call from an old friend and it being like you jumped back 15 years in time.
Rainy Sunday afternoons.
Knowing that God truly loves me... despite the fallen flesh in which I am draped.
soonerhubs
6/1/2006, 10:16 AM
Driving through the canyons on your way to another campground in the Rockies as you smell the surrounding pines.
The smell of Diesel at truck stops on my way back to Oklahoma. (Weird, I know, but it reminds me of coming home.)
My wife meeting me at work with lunch.
Veejay nailed it. The smell of a new baseball glove cannot be beat.
The tranquility of a sleeping child
My daughter's face on Christmas morning
The feel of a crisp morning, the dew on the grass and the anticipation before a road trip to Norman in the Fall
Old school new car smell.
soonerhubs
6/1/2006, 10:29 AM
The first bite of either a Rusty's Frozen Custard or a Braums Waffle-cone.
TUSooner
6/1/2006, 10:36 AM
Old school new car smell.
Heh. I was just think of that very same thing yesterday. New cars just smelled different back in the day. It reminded me of my dear old Chevy-drivin Grandpa H; God rest him.
The satisfied relief of dropping the kids off at the pool after you've been driving them around for a couple of hours.;)
slickdawg
6/1/2006, 11:55 AM
Holding hands with my wife while walking through the woods.
Neck hugs from my 2 year old son.
Crack of dawn smiles from my 6 month old daughter as she awakens to a new day.
Hearing the first few bars of "Yea Alabama" being cranked out by the Million Dollar band on a crisp autumn afternoon in Tuscaloosa.
Piping hot homemade apple pie.... for breakfast.
A good pee after a looooooooooooong drive.
Hitting a fadeaway jumper over someone half a foot taller than you are.
Watching highlight reels of Walter Payton.
Getting a call from an old friend and it being like you jumped back 15 years in time.
Rainy Sunday afternoons.
Knowing that God truly loves me... despite the fact I am an Alabama fan.
He is truly merciful.
BlondeSoonerGirl
6/1/2006, 12:00 PM
Kisses.
White House Boy
6/1/2006, 12:04 PM
He is truly merciful.
Et tu, Slickdawg?
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slickdawg
6/1/2006, 12:05 PM
Is that an AJ Hawk statue?
Seeing my wife's face as she opens a gift that surprises and pleases her.
Hearing my dog's tail thump rhythmically against a wall when I come home from work.
Seeing my son smile for the very first time. (I've got a bunch of these "first time your child does x" things already)
Driving home at dusk with the windows down and the radio on, after being outdoors at the lake/playing softball/whatever.
White House Boy
6/1/2006, 12:10 PM
Kisses.
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Crash Davis: Well, I believe in the soul, the c***, the p****, the small of a woman's back, the hanging curve ball, high fiber, good scotch, that the novels of Susan Sontag are self-indulgent, overrated crap. I believe Lee Harvey Oswald acted alone. I believe there ought to be a constitutional amendment outlawing Astroturf and the designated hitter. I believe in the sweet spot, soft-core pornography, opening your presents Christmas morning rather than Christmas Eve and I believe in long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days.
slickdawg
6/1/2006, 12:11 PM
Seeing my wife's face as she opens a gift that surprises and pleases her.
Hearing my dog's tail thump rhythmically against a wall when I come home from work.
Seeing my son smile for the very first time. (I've got a bunch of these "first time your child does x" things already)
Driving home at dusk with the windows down and the radio on, after being outdoors at the lake/playing softball/whatever.
Oh yeah, the unwaivering love that our dogs have for us is awesome.
That "thump thump thump" of the tail is truly great. :D
White House Boy
6/1/2006, 12:12 PM
Is that an AJ Hawk statue?
I do believe it is.
White House Boy
6/1/2006, 12:12 PM
Hearing my dog's tail thump rhythmically against a wall when I come home from work.
Word.
silverwheels
6/1/2006, 12:19 PM
Tight white pants on hot college chicks.
White House Boy
6/1/2006, 12:27 PM
Tight white pants on hot college chicks.
Hmmmm..... I think the flowing sun dresses on co-eds during the first days of spring are right up there as well.
Oh, and while we're at it, Sela Ward:
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Okla-homey
6/1/2006, 10:12 PM
And the sight of precisely one half of the Cotton Bowl virtually empty right after halftime in the greatest contest in collegiate athletics.
The look on your dad's face as he watches your son -- his only grandson -- play Little League baseball.
If I may take this one step into the gutter, it's when I've been informed that my wife was pregnant.
It's happened twice and that is enough for this lifetime. Still, it's a good thing.
stoops the eternal pimp
6/2/2006, 12:49 AM
memories of my grandfather who raised me making breakfast on saturday morning and watching bugs bunny......
the day(i was 6 brother was 8) that the courts decided to let us live with our grandparents after my mothers newest husband stabbbed me....I remember everything about that day...oct 21 thursday 1982
the sound of my 2 year old daughter singing every sunday morning before church..
my 3 week old son being absolutely healthy
my daughter spitting and kicking an osu blanket
Tailwind
6/2/2006, 02:39 AM
afterglow
lazing in bed on a rainy day with a good book
finishing a really hard crossword puzzle
Sitting out on the dock, fishing with my brother as the sun was setting.
Throwing the football with my bro out in some open space while the family was camping, the smell of campfires and dinner in the background.
Turning the horse loose and letting him run to his heart content, and just sitting back for the ride. Feels like flying, with the air rushing past so fast.
Waking up earlier than the sun to make it to the barn early enough, and walking through the fields to get the horses, water and wet grass sticking to my boots, crisp air that makes everything seem alive and wonderful.
Sailing. I dont need to elaborate on that. One of the best things in the world, I believe.
The feeling I get at church when the pastor says something that really really relates to my life, and I feel that little twinge in my heart, knowing that He's there with me.
stoops the eternal pimp
6/2/2006, 09:47 AM
The feeling I get at church when the pastor says something that really really relates to my life, and I feel that little twinge in my heart, knowing that He's there with me.
word to that
White House Boy
6/20/2006, 11:41 AM
bump
slickdawg
6/20/2006, 11:45 AM
Father's day, and your two year old little girl walks up with a big smile and
hugs you, even though she doesn't really understand the whole father's day
thing.
rebmus
6/20/2006, 11:47 AM
that feeling i have during my next to last beer... you know, 5 minutes before "chunk time". it sucks after that.
JohnnyMack
6/20/2006, 11:48 AM
Eating breakfast on the balcony of our hotel room when we were in Paris last fall as Paris wakes up and comes to life.
SoonerInKCMO
6/20/2006, 11:48 AM
Buncha sappy, sentimental weenies. :texan:
JohnnyMack
6/20/2006, 11:49 AM
that feeling i have during my next to last beer... you know, 5 minutes before "chunk time". it sucks after that.
I know that feeling. That happy nirvana that so quickly becomes hot, sweaty, vomit laced hell. Yeah do I know that feeling.
TexasLidig8r
6/20/2006, 11:53 AM
The smell of freshly cut grass in the spring time.
A sunset that paints the sky with an artist's pallet of radiant colors.
Jimminy Crimson
6/20/2006, 11:58 AM
A sunset that paints the sky with an artist's pallet of radiant colors.
I take it you've been to Oklahoma! :cool:
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