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JEZZ24 Junior Member
since 2008-01-10
Posts 11UK |
We had a what upsets you post so thought we should have a happy one too! What makes me happy? * My friends and family * Music * Poetry * Dancing * Sunshine * Cuddles So.... What makes you happy? |
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TomMark Member Elite
since 2007-07-27
Posts 2133LA,CA |
same as yours. |
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hunnie_girl
since 2006-06-18
Posts 2567Canada |
haha pie:P:P pumkin pie, peach pie, strawberry rhubarb pie... What makes me happy simply iz PIE haha i don't eat nearly as much as I shood tho:P:P |
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sandgrain Member Elite
since 1999-09-21
Posts 3662Sycamore, IL, USA |
family friends (including PIP members) smiling or sleeping babies an appreciative husband helping others depending on God fuzzy kittens nature's colors, smells and fruits comforts of home Internet access money (enough) |
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Falling rain
since 2008-01-31
Posts 2178Small town, Illinois |
haha mine is Friends and family Drawing Singing Laughter Hanging out with my friends Nature (sometimes makes me happy depending on the weather lol) And i could keep going on but im not going to :P ~Zach~ |
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The Shadow in Blue Member
since 2006-05-18
Posts 493EL, Michigan |
-Dancing -Friends -Family -Singing -Writing -Laughing -Drawing -Reading -Good Conversation -Coffee ^_^ -Food (in general-specifically-Chinese,Italian,Greek, etc.) -Pets (especially my Golden-Dusty) -etc. ~Jillian S. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
happiness?   |
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The Shadow in Blue Member
since 2006-05-18
Posts 493EL, Michigan |
To quote that one British-esque beer commerial, "Brilliant" Serenity I must say I was amused by your paradoxical answer. And, I too agree that happiness makes one happy, but the real question is is what is happiness.  ^_^ ~Jillian |
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Essorant Member Elite
since 2002-08-10
Posts 4769Regina, Saskatchewan; Canada |
Doing well makes me happy. |
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Bob K Member Elite
since 2007-11-03
Posts 4208 |
I find that what makes me happy takes me by surprise so often I don't think I can predict it dependably and more. I was sitting in the dentist's chair with a dentist who kept making fun of me for letting him know when he was hurting me. Instead of getting angry, which I've certainly done when people make fun of me in the past, at least from time to time, I felt a sudden wacky upsurge of joy and began to laugh, right there in the chair. Not hysteria; it suddenly struck me as being funny how hard this poor guy was trying to talk me out of the reality of my own feelings, and how silly it was that he would even try. He was suddenly the expert on my nerve endings! I had a joyful liberation of all this held back frustration and rage that I'd been using for years trying actually to win arguments about points that didn't ned to be debated! The laughter went on so long that the dentist stopped, got a camera and took a picture of me (I think trying to make me feel funny for enjoying the experience so much, but I really couldn't say for sure), gave me the extra novacaine and eventually got into the spirit of the thing. I don't think he'd actually enjoyed doing dental work so much in quite a while, and he gave me a discount in the end. I could never have predicted that. I can sometimes keep from getting into a funk by noticing when my thoughts are going down a predictable and unpleasant path, gathering upsets, going over past slights. If I can tip those over, sometimes I find joy lurking behind them, unexpectedly as well. Or listening to somebody use language, I'll hear something jump out at me that simply tickles me, how it seems such a wonderful use of language in such an unexpected place. I love finding unexpected words in poems. Just the other day, for example, I found Bobby Jordan slipping the word "rat-fink" into a poem. What a happy use of language that was to put a piece of language like that into a poem; it made my heart flip for a minute with happiness. I'd have a chance to see something of the real stuff operating in real time without bells and whistles to announce it; just, wham!, there it was! That made me happy. Also watching somebody that I think I have figured out as being one type of person suddenly take a little bit of a turn and come out with an uncharacteristic statement, something with a little bit more comprehensive flair or piece of understanding to it. That makes me happy. I love other people surprising me that way. And I love being able to surprise myself that way as well, when something completely unexpected comes out of my mouth and I find I have thoughts and feelings I didn't know about before. Anyway, Your questions started me thinking, and I thought I'd give the answer some thought. Does my answer spark thoughts from anybody else? |
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sandgrain Member Elite
since 1999-09-21
Posts 3662Sycamore, IL, USA |
As I read Bob's reply, the thought came to me that happiness probably stems from an unexpected good. Many seem unhappy due to grandure expectations and many are happy because they aren't expecting everyone and everything to make them comfortable and joyous. So maybe it's not WHAT makes one happy as much as the expectations one holds. Hope that makes sense to more than me. Rae |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Great story, Bob.  It really is all about where your head is at in the moment. Impromptu dances in grocery aisles with strangers..that one is always good. I was sad all week watching a neighbor/old friend move out. Then I watched a new family move in. A little boy was joyfully rolling his bike into the yard, and I could see him scoping out the neighborhood...sweet. Babies make me happy. Smiling happy babies do anyhow. Puppies too. But not when they pee on my floor. I tend to keep me amused though. *winks* to Jillian.  |
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PAiGEY Junior Member
since 2008-05-01
Posts 13victooriaa |
haha; great storys. would havee to agree with almost everyone here. mine would have to be; + laughing. + being with my friends. + having a good time. + writing. x.paaige.x |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Here. Meet Fred--or.."Duncan a.k.a. Freedom Fred"  This little boy is more trouble..tsk. Just ask the local pound. They have a mug shot of him. REALLY. He pees on my floor, digs in the neighbor's garbage--but? He makes me happy.  grin..he thinks he's the Alpha dog. pshaw! |
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The Shadow in Blue Member
since 2006-05-18
Posts 493EL, Michigan |
Serenity I was wonder how exactly you get Fred out of Duncan? And, who, if I may be so bold, IS the alpha dog... ...~sidenote:Your little felon is adorable I must say. How old is he? Anyways, I parry your (puppy dog) happiness with mine...Dusty aka "lil' Mongrol" He doesn't have quite the wrap sheet as Duncan has, but meh...  Jillian Out ^_- |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Is that a Golden Retriever? THAT IS MY VERY FAVORITE DOG. Now. About Fred. It was a dark and stormy night. (Really!) We found him on our side porch (digging through our trash  ) So we brought him in, bathed him, and yes, we did try to find his owner, but no one 'fessed up. It was a small neighborhood too, so I thought it was weird that I hadn't even seen him around before. So he ended up as ours. I named him after a poet here at Pip--"Duncan" whose nickname happens to be "porch puppy". It just didn't stick, though. (Sorry, Dunc.  ) So my husband started calling him Fred, after an old friend of ours who used to also show up unexpectedly on our porch--"Freedom Fred". The guy was called "Freedom Fred" because he habitually wandered off. He was also very...um, uninhibited? And now that I think of it, he would pee anywhere too. Hmm.The "Alpha dog" is Annie, whose actual name is "Annabelladonnatellacinderella." That one just kept growing, so we kept adding to her name. I don't happen to have a picture of her on this comp, but she is half German Shepherd and half Yellow Lab. She has an anxiety disorder and is supposed to be on prozac, but...money, yanno? sigh She's can be a little...dangerous. We had rescued her from people who were apparently breeding dogs for dog-fighting. I had recognized the cages that they use for those purposes in the process of being built in the back yard of the people who had run an ad selling ...yep, the dog of my dreams, Golden Retrievers--for twenty bucks!!! (If it sounds too good to be true, it is.) But when I saw the gentleman who owned the place beating her with a stick to get her from under the house? She was already mine. She came with "extras" too. She had about nine or so ticks, and innumerable fleas. I couldn't just leave her there...poor baby. She charges the door to such an extent that sometimes we get our mail, and sometimes we don't. She also eats the house. (When she wants IN--she wants IN. She chews on the doorframe--and at this very moment, she's leaning on me--dunno what's up with that either--she's been doing that for three days now. I wish she'd stop it, I'm starting to think I'm gonna spazz out or somethin'.) But yep, she has taken the title of Alpha dog away from me.  But I understand I'm just in the beginning stages of menopause, so we shall see.*chuckle* |
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The Shadow in Blue Member
since 2006-05-18
Posts 493EL, Michigan |
Ok before I comment on your dog history and exceedingly...unique names I feel it is my duty to explain my dog the...spastic baby that he is. Basically after years of pleading on my, my brother, and sophicatedly my moms part, we finally convinced my dad that after 6 years of being dogless we deserved another treat woofing, water guzzling dare devil. Enter Dusty. It was just after we got back from a family trip to Costa Rico (in which we met this exceedingly friendly iguana-Iggy) and my mom's coworker had a liter of adorable Goldens. Dusty happened to be the first puppy that came barrelling into my brothers arms. What can I say he is quite the rambuctious charmer when he wants to be. SO we just had to adopt him into our familia. Now he isn't exactly as "mouthy" as Freedom Fred, but I recall one day in the first year when he decided it was his duty to chew through my dad's hardcover coffee table book. Suffice it to say he learned his lesson the hard way, my dad ignored him the greater part of two days, quite a trying time for any people oriented creature. And much like your Anna...(Supercalifragilisticexpealidocious much Seren. `shakes head~) He can be quite the gung ho baby, but fortunately for us we have quite the backyard and are blessed to live in the country. Although he does enjoy prancing with our mail whenever he can get it, but I guess that comes with the territory. I know, it's not as interesting as your tales Seren., but what can I say i tried... *sheepish grin* ANYWAYS, about your dogs I so get the whole nickname for Duncan now. It's quite amusing actually. My dog has been known to visit the neighbors as well, especially the Collie next door. He sort of has no sense of boundaries when it comes to the neighbors sometimes, but they love him anyway. Back on topic though, I must say Fred's antics are...rougishly brilliant. I'm sorry about Ms.Anna...rella. I think it's just barbaric what people can do to animals. I mean, seriously I don't understand how people can justify abusing and scarring a animal/pet for life just for profit. It's disgusting, although I'm sure Anna...rella is enjoying your company greatly. ^_^ I'm surprised you let Anna...rella oust you of your rightful position. Now you're ONLY a submissive beta...tisk tisk (j/k) Good luck with your power struggle my friend. ~Tchao! Jill PS. Sorry for the length-I just realized how much I expressed in one post. Maybe I should join Ramblers Anonymous. I'm taking my own chances to find truth between the lies. Its kinda like just what it is. http://www.myspace.com/theshedevil05 [This message has been edited by The Shadow in Blue (05-03-2008 08:44 AM).] |
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Edward Grim Senior Member
since 2005-12-18
Posts 1154Greenville, South Carolina |
Good movies Pretty ladies Black ultra fine Sharpie pens Music The surreal Studying seemingly worthless subjects Dali Dada poetry Chickens Coffee at 4 a.m. Poker Birds in the birdbath My typewriter Experiencing a clean breeze sitting on a bench Tea Cargo pants The thesaurus Good movies and more good movies. "Imagination is more important than knowledge." Albert E. |
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