dangling earrings that chime sweetly at the slightest movement of the head that have somehow managed to not get tangled in my hair even once today.
A broad, brilliant rainbow in my rearview mirror (okay, I had to go through near white-out conditions to see it, but my windshield is clean of bugs now...)
In other (and more than week old) news, I may be in trouble. I have had Jolly Roger CDs for something like four or five years now and they immediately became my traveling CDs of choice. This means my son has heard all the songs many, many times. However, it seems he has finally started LISTENING. And I find the questions about what 'my repentance lasted not' and 'excise man' mean to be as disturbing as the questions about what 'Cuckoo's Nest' is about, or if 'The Clean Song' is really clean, or the request (by singing some of the chorus) for 'The Cabin Boy'. meep.