Muffin
Whew, I almost titled this Sp*m. Which might have drawn some unwelcome visitors. Udge (One of the best named blogs)
scattered a meme, and, since I am scrambling for easy blog material this week, here goes.
Who is the last person you high-fived?
A nurse who appreciated a snotty thing I said to a surgeon.
"And you effect the rotation of the earth, as well."
If you were drafted into a war would you survive?
Well, I did. And yes, even if I were in a more active role, I would. It's a disturbingly comforting bit of knowledge. I'm a survivor and a good shot.
Do you sleep with the tv on?
Have done. Often it keeps me awake, or I wake when it is still going. Mixed bag really.
Have you ever drunk milk out of the carton?
Yuck. I hate milk, would never drink it out of carton, nor the more up-to-date plastic bottle. But I have eaten peanut butter out of the jar, not even always with a spoon. Same for Nutella, which is part of why I don't share it.
Have you ever won a spelling bee?
Just the small ones in class, but those regularly.
Have you ever been stung by a bee?
No, but the idea terrifies me unreasonably. I thought I did once at a big 4th of July fireworks downtown, but it was just a lit cigarette I put my hand back on. Kept picking up ice dumped from coolers, to cool the burn.
How fast can you type?
Not too fast, but not bad. But I can't do any kind of accuracy. Doing Nanowrimo certainly improved it, but typos are rich for me.
Are you afraid of the dark?
I get spooked, still, occasionally. This was a huge fear for me, but I got over it after a sitting in the snow by a lake at night once. So beautiful, I could not continue the fear.
Have you ever made out at a drive in?
Never been to a drive in. Have made out in a few cars. And a bus.
When did you last chose a bath rather than a shower?
Last week. If I have time, and the room isn't too cold. I love hot baths.
Do you knock on wood?
No, strangely, because I used to. Not much wood around at work, and I hate the cliche of knocking on my own head.
Do you floss daily.
Well, every other day at least, yes. But then I also brush the cat's teeth, does that count?
Can you hula hoop?
Yeah, not great though. I bellydance.
Are you good at keeping secrets?
I am excellent with confidences. I resist even hearing 'secrets'.
What do you want for Christmas?
An MS or two behind D's name.
Do you know the muffin man?
Lived on Drury Lane? Died years ago.
Do you talk in your sleep?
Not for years, so I am told. I wouldn't know, I'm always asleep for it.
Who wrote the book of love?
John Gottman. Real research-based map of how real love works.
Have you ever flown a kite?
Many times. Seriously want to go fly our two kites as soon as the weather is tolerable.
Do you wish on fallen lashes?
No, that always seemed weird to me. I knew a woman who compulsively pulled hers out.
Do you consider yourself successful?
I love and am loved. Yes.
Have you ever asked for a pony?
Only as a metaphor for wanting something expensive and impractical.
Plans for tomorrow?
Sleeping in. Maybe the farmers' market. Vacuuming. Make a list for the move.
Can you juggle?
No, I've tried. I just can't get beyond two balls with one hand, about 4-5 catches and that is the absolute max. Can't play an instrument either. But I can dance, and sing a bit, so I call it good.
Missing someone now?
Oh, Moira, I would be there for her last trimester. More friends than I can list here that I would love to gather around, and just chat.
Last time you said "I love you"?
Just now.
Last time you meant it.
Every time. I am not shy about this, I love my friends and they know it.
How often do you drink?
About 4-5 times a week I have one beer. About once every six months, I have two beers in day. Seems to keep my chronic anxiety in check, with few side effects.
How are you feeling today?
Pretty good, if tired after shoving all 40 hours into 4 days in a row. Regaining my energy slowly. Did pretty good at work, which always makes me feel more positive.
What do you say too much?
"Sure."
Have you ever been expelled from school?
No, I am meticulous at not getting caught. I was a goody-goody right through to high school graduation. I knew how expensive parochial school was, and I valued it. I waited to be adventurous until I was in college, away from parental rules. And paying for it myself.
What are you looking forward to?
Being moved. Friends visiting this summer.
Have you ever crawled through a window?
Oh, sure. Parent's house when the keys were locked in. Going out on roofs.
Have you ever eaten dog food?
No, but I had pork patties and Vienna Sausage from MRE's, neither of which is as good as dog food.
Can you handle the truth?
Naked and unvarnished and ungarnished. I consider it my proof of courage, the test of my soul.
Do you like green eggs and ham?
I do not like green eggs and ham, but I have liked reconstituted eggs and spam.
Any cool scars?
Left shin, from moving a concrete downspout when I was about 4, with neighbor kids. Above my right clavicle, from an argument with a stainless steel door at work. Near that, one from a lipoma removal. Four tattoos. Oh, and my chicken pox scar over my eyebrow in exactly the same place D has his.
scattered a meme, and, since I am scrambling for easy blog material this week, here goes.
Who is the last person you high-fived?
A nurse who appreciated a snotty thing I said to a surgeon.
"And you effect the rotation of the earth, as well."
If you were drafted into a war would you survive?
Well, I did. And yes, even if I were in a more active role, I would. It's a disturbingly comforting bit of knowledge. I'm a survivor and a good shot.
Do you sleep with the tv on?
Have done. Often it keeps me awake, or I wake when it is still going. Mixed bag really.
Have you ever drunk milk out of the carton?
Yuck. I hate milk, would never drink it out of carton, nor the more up-to-date plastic bottle. But I have eaten peanut butter out of the jar, not even always with a spoon. Same for Nutella, which is part of why I don't share it.
Have you ever won a spelling bee?
Just the small ones in class, but those regularly.
Have you ever been stung by a bee?
No, but the idea terrifies me unreasonably. I thought I did once at a big 4th of July fireworks downtown, but it was just a lit cigarette I put my hand back on. Kept picking up ice dumped from coolers, to cool the burn.
How fast can you type?
Not too fast, but not bad. But I can't do any kind of accuracy. Doing Nanowrimo certainly improved it, but typos are rich for me.
Are you afraid of the dark?
I get spooked, still, occasionally. This was a huge fear for me, but I got over it after a sitting in the snow by a lake at night once. So beautiful, I could not continue the fear.
Have you ever made out at a drive in?
Never been to a drive in. Have made out in a few cars. And a bus.
When did you last chose a bath rather than a shower?
Last week. If I have time, and the room isn't too cold. I love hot baths.
Do you knock on wood?
No, strangely, because I used to. Not much wood around at work, and I hate the cliche of knocking on my own head.
Do you floss daily.
Well, every other day at least, yes. But then I also brush the cat's teeth, does that count?
Can you hula hoop?
Yeah, not great though. I bellydance.
Are you good at keeping secrets?
I am excellent with confidences. I resist even hearing 'secrets'.
What do you want for Christmas?
An MS or two behind D's name.
Do you know the muffin man?
Lived on Drury Lane? Died years ago.
Do you talk in your sleep?
Not for years, so I am told. I wouldn't know, I'm always asleep for it.
Who wrote the book of love?
John Gottman. Real research-based map of how real love works.
Have you ever flown a kite?
Many times. Seriously want to go fly our two kites as soon as the weather is tolerable.
Do you wish on fallen lashes?
No, that always seemed weird to me. I knew a woman who compulsively pulled hers out.
Do you consider yourself successful?
I love and am loved. Yes.
Have you ever asked for a pony?
Only as a metaphor for wanting something expensive and impractical.
Plans for tomorrow?
Sleeping in. Maybe the farmers' market. Vacuuming. Make a list for the move.
Can you juggle?
No, I've tried. I just can't get beyond two balls with one hand, about 4-5 catches and that is the absolute max. Can't play an instrument either. But I can dance, and sing a bit, so I call it good.
Missing someone now?
Oh, Moira, I would be there for her last trimester. More friends than I can list here that I would love to gather around, and just chat.
Last time you said "I love you"?
Just now.
Last time you meant it.
Every time. I am not shy about this, I love my friends and they know it.
How often do you drink?
About 4-5 times a week I have one beer. About once every six months, I have two beers in day. Seems to keep my chronic anxiety in check, with few side effects.
How are you feeling today?
Pretty good, if tired after shoving all 40 hours into 4 days in a row. Regaining my energy slowly. Did pretty good at work, which always makes me feel more positive.
What do you say too much?
"Sure."
Have you ever been expelled from school?
No, I am meticulous at not getting caught. I was a goody-goody right through to high school graduation. I knew how expensive parochial school was, and I valued it. I waited to be adventurous until I was in college, away from parental rules. And paying for it myself.
What are you looking forward to?
Being moved. Friends visiting this summer.
Have you ever crawled through a window?
Oh, sure. Parent's house when the keys were locked in. Going out on roofs.
Have you ever eaten dog food?
No, but I had pork patties and Vienna Sausage from MRE's, neither of which is as good as dog food.
Can you handle the truth?
Naked and unvarnished and ungarnished. I consider it my proof of courage, the test of my soul.
Do you like green eggs and ham?
I do not like green eggs and ham, but I have liked reconstituted eggs and spam.
Any cool scars?
Left shin, from moving a concrete downspout when I was about 4, with neighbor kids. Above my right clavicle, from an argument with a stainless steel door at work. Near that, one from a lipoma removal. Four tattoos. Oh, and my chicken pox scar over my eyebrow in exactly the same place D has his.
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4 comments:
This was interesting.
And by the way, putting your hand on a lit cigarette is EXACTLY how a bee sting feels. If you don't take your hand (or foot or rear end)away. Take it from me.
And...
I like your definition of success a lot.
Good answers, I too liked your definition of "success".
I too thought my blogname pretty cool, but AFAIK only three people have ever "got it".
Well, I seem to know you a whole lot better after that lot.
Hey, you did this too. first, even. I've got to get out in the blog neighborhood more.
Oy, now I'm all self-conscious about knocking on my head :-)
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