Wahoo Wednesday Returns

I used to do Wahoo! Wednesday posts all the time, and then I think I went through a week or two (or ten) of blues and let it slide, eventually forgetting the concept completely. But, with people like Jennifer discussing the concept of not complaining (with particular focus on quiet as a virtue) and a book called The Tibetan Art of Positive Thinking in the current-reading pile, I've been thinking about how good it is to focus on the positive. So, with that in mind, I'm returning to an attempt to post about things that I think are worth saying "Wahoo!" about, right now.

1. Purple with green. I just love those two colors, together, in any shade. My son and I were driving away from the library when I spotted the wisteria, at left, on one of the brick posts of The Great Hope Manor on Cherry Street and parked nearby to snap a few photographs. The youngster is remarkably patient for a 15-year-old guy. Incidentally, you can buy Great Hope Manor if you've got roughly $2.9 million lying around.

2. Surprising moments - like suddenly finding the perfect spot where wisteria is hanging over bricks, seeing a wild turkey running beside your car, discovering a new little corner that you've never noticed in the town where you live, finding an interesting use of words in a book (like "banquet of madness", mentioned in the review below). Kiddo and I were just leaving a parking lot when two birds flew overhead. I paused the car because the sight was unusual . . . they weren't the same size or type of birds, but why were they together? As they came closer, my son and I realized that what we were looking at was a crow chasing a hawk and the crow took a little nip at the poor hawk's tail feathers before they disappeared into the trees. It was truly an awesome, unexpected moment.

3. A great musical moment with a total stranger (and he didn't even know). Earlier this week, the three of us were eating out in a fast-food restaurant when a terrific song began playing on the store's speakers. I looked off to the side and saw a fellow shimmying with his shoulders. "That makes two of us that want to get up and dance," I told my husband. We memorized the chorus and I looked up the song, "Respect Yourself", when we returned home. Joe Cocker sang a version of it, but the one we heard was by The Staple Singers. Never heard of them in my life, but what a terrific piece of music. Which makes me grateful for . . .

4. Music clips on the internet. It is so freaking wonderful to be able to look up an album or a song and listen to a little bit, find the artist, check out a singer that friends are raving about. After figuring out who sang the version of "Respect Yourself" that we'd listened to, I decided to check out John Mayer. Les and Andi discussed him recently and I'd seen him in St*r Magazine (which I did not subscribe to; more about that, another time) but never had heard his music. Oh, wow. Oh, wow, oh wow. I've gotta get some of that fellow's music.

And, I also have to get off the computer because the husband is making cute little coughs, occasionally saying, "Same paragraph, same page, two hours." Funny guy. I need sleep, anyway. A good night's sleep is definitely something worth saying "Wahoo!" about.