"I wish you were my mum."
(Nick B, who was 13 when he started coming to parties at our house, and who lived on our sofa for many of his teenage years)
"You've got fucking amazing legs."
(Rob H, at university, the first person ever to think I had nice legs and who almost made me cry by saying so, because I thought girls should have slim, skinny legs and had just spent 20 years hating and hiding mine)
"You've got more bollocks than all the bouncers in town."
(Pete B, who was built like Popeye and covered in scars, the morning in 1995 after I marched upstairs, interrupted him and Dan H in mid-fight, and told them to fucking pack it in before the house fell down)
"You're a very calming influence."
(Alix S, at a party, about 10 years ago. I'm not sure if I actually had a calming influence, or if it was just way past bedtime and I was radiating waves of exhaustion)
"You smell right."
(Darren B, our resident semi-feral Goth, who was like one of those manky boot-faced snarling cats that hates everyone but you)
"You take everything we do and make it beautiful."
(Tanya A, at Caroline's hen weekend, when I organised group wrestling in raspberry jelly)
(Not really)
"Usually ... well, I'm wrong. I've got a wrong sense of humour and I can be quite bad. But when you're around, I feel like I can really push it over the edge and be even worse than usual."
(Sam S, at the Big Chill festival in 2005, while we were roaming the campsite at 0fuck:00 causing trouble)
What are the nicest things anyone's ever said to you? If you make it a blog post, tell me where to find it.
Friday, June 27, 2008
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This one time (about 17 years ago), after eating some Moroccan-spiced couscous I'd made, my friend Barb said "If this had a little more garlic in it, I'd totally marry you."
Walking down an leafy lane on an Israeli kibbutz, Jason (a handsome boy from Harrow) told me I had a bold beauty. On the same kibbutz an Israeli kid on a bike circled back to tell me I had "a nice leg". Apparently, I was peaking.
A couple of years ago while hiking in Yellowstone National Park, my very discerning French uncle told me I had the best legs he'd ever seen. Rather disconcerting, but I'd never before heard him complement someone so I took it as high praise.
An ex-boyfriend once said to me "You're so missable." Which I took to mean that he had missed me over the summer, not that he was likely to walk right by me if we passed on the street.
In high school, two of the "popular kids" once stopped me in the hallway to tell me that they thought I was beautiful and I should be a model. Hands-down still one of my favorite comments ever.
"Cindy, you have got to get used to the fact that you're not pudgy girl any more. You're normal girl."
My coworker Robin regarding my recent weight loss.
My wife texted me today to tell me that the sight of me made her front bottom tingle (her exact words).
Maybe not the nicest thing ever, but perhaps a high point for today at least.
How sweet!! I must be totally horrible cos I can't think of the nicest thing that anyone ever said to me!! Perhaps I am just having a mental block at the moment!m ;-)
(cute boy that I had a crush on) "You have the most contagious laugh"
(another cute boy) "remember that night we talked about the supreme court? That was the best night of my life."
This isn't a compliment, but a nice thing someone said to me: "Remember that time you were having a bad day?"
Doesn't sound like much, but it meant the world to me. My first daughter was colicky, and taking care of her was making me insane, and one day I was losing my mind and couldn't even make the TV work, and the only way she would sleep was in my arms, and the only thing I could do was watch TV, and basically I was losing my shit. So I called my husband and asked him to come home to fix the TV. I thought it meant I was a hopeless parent and lame person, and felt really bad about it. But a couple of weeks later, my husband was telling me something, and said, "remember that time you were having a bad day?" and I realized, as if the world had picked me up and shook me, that I wasn't a horrible parent or person. I was just having a bad day. Everyone has bad days!
Oh, you lose perspective when you're sleep deprived and have a colicky baby. But it meant so much to me.
"You look like ... like ... like springtime"
That was a good one.
I'm with Tash. Can't think of a single bloody thing just at present. I complimented my Hubby's startlingly blue eyes once, in the heady, early days of our love. He leaned forward, obviously intending to return the compliment, and visibly stalled. After a moment's stuttering, the phrase he chose to decribe their colour was 'nondescript-murky'. I basked in his evident adoration for a short time, before reminding him that Hitler also had startlingly bright blue eyes.
Ian sounds like one of those chaps who could have eaten the pig's squeal during the War. An EYE?! Christ.
Don't sweat, I'm sure his kidneys'll filter it out long before it hits his urethra. It won't be staring out of anywhere it can see you from. Although the toilet pan potentially could be a tad alarming.
I loved this idea, so I wrote one myself: http://velocibadgergirl.blogspot.com/2008/06/complimentary-antonia-at-whoopee-did.html
Once more, with feeling:
http://tinyurl.com/55m7j2
You really shouldn't feel guilty. You're not that bad.
Ian to "M"e, a long time ago.
"You make a difference."
I still remember this, an ungodly number of years later.
"I forgive you for everything you do and everything you are." This is the best example of a backhanded compliment, coming from someone very very close to me... Also, "you're such a good mother" really makes me feel proud.
"You smell like heaven on a good day" is still my favourite.
I loved this one! I took your challenge to blog about my own list and here's what I came up with:
http://susanmohr.blogspot.com/
Perched on the toilet last night, brushing my daughter's teeth, no shower, and on day two of screaming baby brother teething fest:
Momma, you're a pretty momma.
It was certainly the highlight of my day. Two and a half can be so glorious when it's not so incredibly trying.
Helena -
I have to know, was this heaven's good day, or yours?
Haha. I hadn't even thought about the way you could read that.
It was heaven's good day in this case, I'm pretty sure.
Although I'm sure I have my good and bad smell days too.
Oh, I'm sure you are 100% delightful at all times! But it would have made a fine example of damning with faint praise were it read the other way... worthy of my family, in fact. Because I have just remembered that my dear old dad once enquired of me 'Shall I compare thee to a badger?' I can't remember the context for the paraphrase after all these years, but it sounds unlikely, alas, to have been flattery. He's coming for dinner tomorrow; I shall incinerate his roast potatoes on purpose.
"At the beginning, I thought you were the biggest bitch I'd ever met. I was waiting for you to change, but you never did. And that's why I'm crazy about you."
Friend Tyson, 1995
I was barely out of college and I was supposed to be watching these 2 really tough high school boys in this bad group home situation who'd been suspended from school, and one of them was giving me a hard time. The other one said to him, "Man, be nice to her. Can't you see that she's the type of person who's nice to animals and shit?".
I still shed a tear.
"You're HUGE!" (I'm not.)
"Go ahead and poop if you want to. I'll pick it up." (said by my husband while I was laboring in the hospital shower and was convinced I had to poo, rather than the reality, which was I was fully dilated and about to have a baby.)
"I love you mommy, because you are a happy mommy." My three-year old gloriously funny and exceedingly trying daughter
"The best thing I ever did with my life was to fall in love with and marry you" my husband to me this year.
Thanks for your blog. Wish I had had it to read those many years ago when I thought my children and I would not survive each other. Glad my baby days are over. Just when I think I'd like a grand baby we walk through the mall and a child is very unhappy and I shudder. I well recall the tut's from New Englanders. My son's favorite was to walk down the meat aisle poking holes in all the packages. How I longed for baby sized straight jackets.
Mother of the Year material, that's me.
Warm regards,
Katrina
I'm late to the game, but here's my post...
http://www.mrsatroxi.com/?p=488
I've been told many a time that I have pretty eyes and a nice ass (the latter from men). The eyes I get; the ass I tend to doubt a bit more!
Recently, a friend I haven't spoken with in quite awhile said to me, "I've missed your laugh!"
Another friend told me that I was his "moral compass." I can't decide if that's a compliment or not! ;)
Lastly, a few months ago, I was having lunch with my dad and caught him just staring at me. He said, "Shannon, you're one of those types that grows more beautiful the older you get. You are looking very beautiful today." Comments from my dad of that nature are rare and I'll always treasure it.
Just today my older daughter's (23) friend said to me, "You're so little and cute and squishy!"
I took it as a compliment. But it might have meant I look like a spider...
When I was a gawky, braces-wearing thirteen-year-old, my friend's father said to me, "When you smile, it's like the sun coming out."
It's a lovely sentiment anyway, but coming at that point in my life made it truly memorable.
"when you wear make-up, it's like you're bragging"
My husband.
That's the whole reason I married him.
I am SO late to the game, but this one still makes me feel like some kind of goddess, just the way I am.
"You're exquisite. And my God, those breasts! Can I touch them? Are they real? [nods] Oh, I hope there's a very, very lucky straight man who appreciates you."
-a random 50-something gay costume designer at a bar who stopped me to tell me that a couple years back.
I'm late as well, but I had a boy in high school tell me I was "cuter than a chipmunk in a toy car."
My sister told my husband about that one so now I hear it on a regular basis.
Just to give you some reading on a rainy day....thanks, because doing this exercise was much-needed today.
www.daffodilcampbell.blogspot.com
"You're more than cute, you're knuckle-bitingly cute."-My husband when we first started dating.
"Oi, and where is this fat, then? In your elbows?"-Good friend's comment after me bemoaning my fatness.
"God you're an honest bitch."-coworker
"Wow that was deep, I think your like the smartest person in our class."
I really wasnt but i grinned and denied it.
She was hot too!
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