Sunday, May 31, 2009
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Thursday, May 28, 2009
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Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Okay, so here's the rest.
21. A better name for me would be:
Rachel. Love the name. My aunt once told me my real name didn't really suit me, so I spent the summer looking through a huge baby book. I found this one (but she didn't like it much, either). I've toyed with using it as a pen name.
22. I have a hard time understanding:
Hate. Why people choose it over compassion, I have no idea. Why we need to see others as inferior, or as "other"...
23. If I ever go back to school, I'll:
Teach. Three degrees is PLENTY.
24. You know I like you if:
I actually invite you to my house. If you invite yourself, well, then you'll never know. And believe me, I've had people do that.
25. If I ever won an award, the first person I'd thank would be:
26. When I compare 80's rock to to 90's rock:
I switch the station to classical music.
27. Take my advice, never:
Marry if you aren't happy with someone. Better to be single and a little lonely than unhappily married. I was lucky to marry happy, but I've seen too many who didn't, and divorce is, from what I can tell, TORTURE. So is an unhappy marriage.
28. My ideal breakfast is:
Strawberry waffles with ice cream instead of whip cream (OMG, are they delicious--at least, that's how I remember them, since it's been years!)
29. A song I love, but do not own is:
The Highwayman, by the 3 D's. (This was my sister's answer, but I agree. I also like "The Riddle" on the same LP.)
30. If you visit my hometown, I suggest:
Stopping by my place. Yes, that means I'm inviting you! Just give me some warning, so I can sweep the floors.
31. My favorite Beatle is:
John. He was the genius behind the songs.
32. Why won't people:
Stop being so self-centered? It's always "me, me, me." Everyone can't be the center of the universe, yet so many feel they should be, at the expense of everyone else.
33. If you spend the night at my house:
I hope you're an early riser. We're all pretty much up at 6:30. And my kids are NOT quiet.
34. I'd stop my wedding for:
Dude, I don't know. Weddings themselves aren't that important. It's the marriage that counts, and I try to let as little get in the way of that as possible.
35. The world could do without:
Hate. Covered this one before. And greed, too.
36. I'd rather lick the belly of a cockroach than:
Sell things for a living. I'd be the worst car salesman ever.
37. My favorite blond(e) is:
My son. My daughter looks just like my husband (sans the beard, of course), while my son has my hair and eye colors.
38. Paper clips are more useful than:
Doughnuts. Both go right through you, too, but paperclips cause less damage (just ask my son).
39. If I do anything well, it's:
Encourage people. Everybody can do more with a little encouragement. It's far too easy to give up if you think you'll fail.
40. And by the way:
Go write something! Anything. I'm going to do the same.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Tried to pressure my daughter to give him a hug. She wasn't impressed (you go, girl!).
2. Never in my life:
Everest. I have no death wish, nor do I wish to lose my fingers, toes, or anything else. And I hate intense cold, especially when accompanied by intense wind and tons and tons of exercise.
3. When I was seventeen:
I was a complete dork. Oh, darn, I still am!!!!
4. High School was:
Lonely. I was too smart for my own good, and had the social skills of a psychopathic killer. Only I wasn't one on the inside (it only seemed like I would be on the outside).
5. I will never forget:
The moment I held my daughter in my arms. Life changing.
6. I once met:
Ray Bradbury. Didn't give a lick what people thought of him, so he was very open about everything. Loved having lunch with him. (Note, if you do dine with him, he hates broccoli and cauliflower.)
7. There's this girl I know who:
Knits, and knits and knits. She calls herself Knitting Mama, and I know that knitting is her way of keeping her sanity as a SAHM (mine is writing).
8. Once, at a bar:
My husband called me pretending he was in jail. When I found out he was at a bar with his buddies I hung up on him. He never did that again.
9. By noon, I'm usually:
Starving. And I eat breakfast, too. Weird.
10. Last night:
I looked at the new ihome, finished laundry, and discussed a property my hubby and I are thinking of buying.
11. If only I had:
Gone to my big sister's wedding! My one regret in the world!
12. Next time I go to gym/church:
I'll be doing Zumba Thursday. LOVE IT!
13. Susan Boyle:
What about her? I have a good voice, but I'd never make it as a star. So what?
14. What worries me most:
My kids' dying before I do. They've promised me they won't... I hope they keep that promise.
15. When I turn my head left, I see:
My son and his friend watching Monsters Inc.
16. When I turn my head right, I see:
My deliciously old piano.
17. You know I'm lying when:
I start giggling. I can't lie in real life. Though I do have a poker face when I know the outcome of a movie/game and I know you don't (I hate it when people give that kind of stuff away.)
18. What I miss most about the eighties:
Can't think of anything. Honest. I don't tend to miss the past, especially if I was living at home at the time (and I was).
19. If I was a character in Shakespeare, I'd be:
Hamlet. Or Beatrice. Or Shylock. I'm probably most like Isabella in Measure for Measure... but I'd pretty much play anyone, male or female, except for Sir Toby Belch.
20. By this time next year:
I hope to have the research for my ghost book--and the writing--completely finished, and have it all out to the publisher.
Again, let me know if you decide to do the same meme. I'd love to know what your answers are.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Monday, May 4, 2009
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Friday, May 1, 2009
My lilacs are blooming. I'm sure that's later than it would be for many of you across the country (don't they bloom in February where you are, Stephanie?), but they are calling to me now, wafting through my windows from where I planted them last year in the backyard. So nice of the little plants to grow to twice their size, and then bloom in the most wonderful way.
|(Nor for you, for one, alone;|
|Blossoms and branches green to coffins all I bring:|
|For fresh as the morning—thus would I carol a song for you, O sane and sacred death.|
|All over bouquets of roses,|
|O death! I cover you over with roses and early lilies;||50|
|But mostly and now the lilac that blooms the first,|
|Copious, I break, I break the sprigs from the bushes;|
|With loaded arms I come, pouring for you,|
|For you, and the coffins all of you, O death.)|