Ten things I love.
Ten things I love that begin with ‘B’.
(Why? Ask Ellen Gregory.)
(1) Barns. I grew up on a farm. When I was little I loved going out to milk cows with my grandpa in the morning. The barn on his place was a homesteader’s barn, over a hundred years old. The outside was a crisp red and white, but inside everything was a shade of brown. Dusty brown. Animal-y brown. It smelled of hay and horses and cattle – sweet and earthy. I had my own stool and I’d sit next to him, lap full of greedy kittens, petting the old cow while he milked. I liked the way she’d moo softly while she chewed her hay. I liked the way the heat from her milk made the bucket warm to the touch. I liked the way my grandpa worked in silence – not stiff silence, but companionable silence. Even though I was little, he didn’t feel the need to entertain me. Even though he was old and stern I wasn’t afraid of his silence. Those were nice moments, and because of them, I love barns.
(2) “Beets, Bears, Battlestar Galactica.” That is to say, I love The Office. Really, it means I love to laugh. But since ‘laughing’ and ‘The Office’ don’t start with the letter ‘B’, I say I love “Beets, Bears, Battlestar Galactica.” If you love The Office, too, you know what I’m talking about. If you don’t, you probably think I’ve got a screw loose. And you probably wouldn’t be too far off in that assumption.
(3) Babies. Oh my goodness, babies are the best. Human babies are my favorite – at the moment, a certain little Took has completely stolen my heart – but babies in general are just unbeatable.
(4) Books. Without books I would have had a very lonely childhood. Without books I wouldn’t have an occupation. Without books I wouldn’t have an education. Without books my understanding of the world and my place in it would be quite different, and certainly more bleak. A world without books would be a sad place indeed.
(5) Bold coffee. Because if your spoon doesn’t stand up in it, if it doesn’t make hair sprout up on your chest, if it doesn’t produce a BM within twenty minutes of consumption, it doesn’t deserve the name ‘coffee’.
(6) Bedtime. I love going to bed after a full day, nestling down under a mountain of blankets, and drifting off to the Land of Nod. Bedtime’s the best.
(7) Big Island, Hawaii. Even though we haven’t lived there in years – and probably never will again – it will always hold a special place in my heart. If you haven’t been, and you have any means to at all, you should definitely go. You won’t regret it, promise.
(8) Bingo. ‘Cause one day I’m gonna be the granny with blue hair who cheats just to live dangerously. That’s how I roll. Bingo!
(9) Bras. Because without ’em, the sistas would be hangin’ long-n-low.
(10) Bad bananas. Without them we wouldn’t have banana bread, and that, my friends, would be a crime against humanity.
Do you want to play along? Let me know in the comments and I’ll throw a letter your way. You can list your ten loves in the comments or in your own blog post.
p.s. For more things I love (that may or may not start with the letter ‘B’), check out my Pinterest boards So Cute I Just Might Die, and Straight-Up, Flat-Out Cool.
24 thoughts on “The Letter ‘B’ to the Tenth Degree”
Ooh, sign me up! Just not Q or Z, please! 🙂
You got it. Letter R for you! 🙂
Ooooh – give her x. (Tee hee)
w/a Jansen Schmidt
Oh, how fun – sign me up too! And I especially loved your memories of milking in the barn. For me it was snuggling with Mom on cold nights, waiting for a mare to foal.
OH, that is a lovely barn memory! *sigh* Your letter is H. 🙂
Myn! Come on over to the Big Island, we will meet, greet, and play bingo for bad bananas…. and lots of bonhomme!
OH HOW I WISH I COULD!! 🙂
I’ll play too! No Q, Z, or X.
Love the barn and baby pix. My grand daddy had a big ole barn too, but I never lived near him so I didn’t get the same special memory you have. It was fun to visit in the summers though.
w/a Jansen Schmidt
Very cool. Your letter, should you choose to accept it, is the letter D.
I’ve never been to Hawaii, but I love the rest of your B’s–especially babies. That pic of your little one looks like an Anne Gedde pic–so adorable 🙂
Oh and I totally think Dwight is a hilarious nut case.
I would like to play along too, but please no “hard” letters, my brain is too mushy!
It’s one of my fave pics, too. I snapped it impromtu on my bed a day or two after she was born. She looks WAAAY different now – even has a tooth!
So glad I’m not the only Office geek. Oh, Dwight.
You get the lovely letter L, given to you from the Hubster. Happy listing!
I love your sense of humor Myndi! “if it doesn’t produce a BM within twenty minutes of consumption, it doesn’t deserve the name ‘coffee’.” LOL! And what is not to love about our babies? Love ’em, love ’em! And of course, banana bread. Now you’ve made me hungry for banana bread. Thanks. 🙂
*snort* Banana bread and coffee. The bananas will stop you up and the coffee will clean you out. It’s the perfect ying/yang. 🙂
Oh, and babies. I really can’t say enough about babies.
Hey, lady. Are you feeling better? I hope so. Get lots of rest – be good to yourself!
You totally crack me up. Bras, because without ’em, the sistas would be hangin’ long and low. Crazy funny. Love your list. Simple, sweet, totally fun to read.
What a fun challenge. I loved your B words. What a lovely photo of little miss Took. And I’m officially envious of you. You’ve lived in Hawaii! 😀 Tell us about it. I’d love a fairly easy letter too. Thanks for saving me from topic brainstorming.
Alright, Miss Reeta, your letter is O. Can’t wait to see your list!