Joy!

fiveandfour seems to have tagged me with a long meme on joy:

( Said meme )

I had a lovely weekend, in which I realized at several different points that I very much loved my life as it was and that I was living the life I wanted to life -- listening to fannishly's music in her car on the way home from taiko and relishing the performance, eating a linzer tart heart cookie (the bakery called them heart cookies, but I say they are tarts! Neener!) with my cappucino after a tomato and mozzarella sandwich at a French bakery I've never been to, complete with the company of friends, finding the little teru teru tenshi guy in my user icon at a stationery store (pictures soon to come), my new mix CD (creatively titled "Happy 4." Anyone who wants copies of CDs Happy 1-4 are of course very welcome to comment), fooding at the farmer's market, finding that there would be a yarn sale on Halloween night.

But, yes. Joy! And there were some lovely entries on my flist today: fannishly on health and beauty and feeling good (the compliment also gave me warm fuzzies, but mostly I'm just happy that my friend is feeling well and happy and full in the best of ways), heres_luck on moments. And this just made me grin maniacally.

So because I was feeling all happy and joyful today, I bounced around the apartment and probably annoyed the neighbors, sang silly off-key rat songs to the rats (brilliant lyrics include: "They are rats! They are happy, they are fat, they are RATS!" and "My rats, they have three corners tra-la, three corners have my rats..."), eating some blackberry pie, and somehow maneuvering myself between a chair, a table, my yarn crate, and the sofa in an attempt to kiss the rats and getting stuck in a very awkward position.

The word "joy" now sounds really weird.

Joy.

Weeeeeeiiiiiiiird.