Why I Like Being a Writer
Posted on April 30, 2008 - Filed Under Humor, Just For Fun, Life, my opinions
Writers come in all shapes and sizes and of every persuasion one can imagine. We, each of us, have our own reasons for writing too. Some absolutely must. Some are drive by little voices in their heads. Others do it for pleasure or to enable themselves to examine their thoughts objectively. Still others do it because they somehow discovered they were good at it and just decided it might be fun.
Beyond mastering format and developing skill with whatever natural skill or talent a writer has - I believe a writer’s biggest challenge is how to best handle that ‘deer in the headlights’ look that they get from others when they say, “I’m a writer,” in response to the question - “What do you do?” Apparently, the average person can’t quite compute this answer if they do not recognize your name, or haven’t seen a title of yours on Oprah’s bookclub list. The look too, begs further explanation because well, you just don’t want that person wandering off in confusion and possibly into traffic. There seems no good and simple way to answer the question though and you are often forced to stand there for several minutes trying to explain to the person (who is often a stranger) that being a writer doesn’t necessarily mean that you are James Patterson or Dr. Phil and at the same time that you are not, does not lessen your status as “Writer” by not being so.
Typically, this is an exercise in futility as truly unless they are a writer, perhaps the average person is not destined to understand. It may just be easier to say that you are a consultant or life coach because Oprah has had plenty of them on her show and they can quickly find an appropriate image based on their rapt veiwership.
Don’t even bother trying to explain it to your friends or family because in the back of their mind, they are simply hoping it’s a phase you are going through and that you will soon realize you need to get ’serious’ and find a ‘real job’ or career and give up on all this silly making up stuff.
However, I must say I really like being a writer. I honestly can’t imagine being anything else - partly because I don’t want to imagine it and partly because I have been other things and frankly, they just aren’t that much fun. Though if I were to specify why I like being a writer I’d have to say the following gives a good idea:
1. Being a writer enables me to justify my inner child. A child that is often stubborn, tunnel-visioned and readily throws temper tantrums.
2. Being a writer doesn’t not prevent me from waiting tables or selling encyclopedias or any other activity in which I can actually make some money.
3. It’s nice to pass the time while waiting in line at Starbuck’s, listening to a strangers great idea for a book which they are happily offering to you for free.
4. It instantly explains my weird and bizarre behavior.
5. I can have children without ever having to change a diaper, have a husband without having to do his laundry and have a career in any field I can imagine that I would never be offered in the real world.
6. My compulsion to make things up is looked upon as a talent, rather than just lying.
7. Ideally, I would never have to leave my computer and conquer the outside world if I didn’t want to - nor would I ever have to wear anything other than pajamas (unless of course, Oprah booked me on her show, in which case, I’d buy a dress or something).
8. All the witty reparte and searing sarcasm I never uttered in real life are not wasted.
9. I can use a secret identity or even several, as pen names are encouraged - so that I don’t particularly don’t like my real name, I can make up a fake one that sounds really cool.
10. It’s looks really bitchin’ on business cards to just have your name (large and in flourishing font) with just your phone number and “Writer”
So…why do you like being a writer?
WC
Ten Ways To Ensure Your Life Does or Doesn’t Suck Wet Mops
Posted on April 29, 2008 - Filed Under Humor, Just For Fun, brain farts, my opinions
1.
Does Suck: Take every single thing anyone says to you personally. This promises to make you feel as bad about yourself as humanly possible. Hell, you can even take the newscast personally if you want to give yourself a triple bonus.
Doesn’t Suck: Never take anything personally, even if it is meant that way. Know from the bottom of your heart and in every fiber of your soul that you are the best and everyone thinks so.
2.
Does Suck: Read only bad news about people, the world, politics, global affairs, the internet. Oh, and don’t forget to check the obits and crime stats on a daily basis, cuz there is some great depressing stuff in there.
Doesn’t Suck: Never read anything but t.v. Guide and fashion magazines. They are filled with beautiful photos of beautiful people and by ozmosis, you too can be one of them.
3.
Does Suck: Always believe that what other people have is so much better than what you have. Coveting what others have is a surefire way to see nothing but shades of grey in your own life. The grass is always greener on the other side and apparently there is a special turf builder afforded to only a special few.
Doesn’t Suck: Realize that everyone has crabgrass in their lawn, despite the amount of care and chemicals given to said lawns. Stick to your own lawn, at least you know where the weeds and the sink holes are.
4.
Does Suck: When you look in the mirror, focus on every physical flaw you can find, while simultaneously scanning fashion magazines (for men, GQ is your sure bet) because there is no way you could possibly compete with anoerexic, air-brushed, photo-shopped super models even if you had a beauty makeover team working on you 24/7.
Doesn’t Suck: When you look in the mirror, imagine yourself as the young beauty or handsome stud of your highschool or college days. Dress according to that lovely image and do so with attitude, eventually, people will start to see what you see.
5.
Does Suck: Never voice an opinion that could possibly be construed as offensive in any way. If you do, you are doomed if you long for a career in politics, public relations or morning talk show host status. Stick with the blandest statements possible and never say what you really think.
Doesn’t Suck: Tell anyone who will listen what you really think about everything. Take no prisoners and make sure no one is uninformed on your latest theories and conclusions. Feel free to be graphic and painfully candid. It won’t win you any popularity contests but you will sleep like a baby and never suffer from road rage, depression or crankiness.
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Does Suck: Never buy yourself anything new - stick to thrift shops and hand me downs. Convince yourself that you can’t afford even the smallest luxury because money is dear and the price of gas is going to drive you to homelessness.
Doesn’t Suck: Buy as much cool stuff as you can possibly charge on your charge cards. That is what they are there after all, right? If you run out of chargeable credit on your cards, ask your lover, mother, sister or cousin to buy you stuff. You’d be surprised how often they’ll say yes.
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Does Suck: Believe everything written in newspapers or uttered on newscasts. Be as afraid of these outlets hope to make you. Believe that the world is coming to an end and you definitely will not be one of those who will survive the collapse of the civilized world. Or if you do, that you will end up as some sort of mutant that makes the folks on I Am Legend, look like little bo peep.
Doesn’t Suck: Only use newspapers for paper machete projects or wrapping garbage. Believe the world will go on forever and you are one of its stars. It may come to an end but why create worry lines and crow’s feet just in case that happens? If it does come to an end, you will be in a happy party mood and will enjoy it more.
8.
Does Suck: Be depressed by anyone else’s success - especially if it is in any way related to your own goals, dreams or desires. After all, there are only so many lucky breaks to go along and they are runnning out daily.
Doesn’t Suck: Praise everyone’s success, for their success could be your success, especially if they need a personal assistant who gets to do cool things. If it’s someone you know, be all the gladder - because - hey if they can do it, well heck you can do it too. No problem.
9.
Does Suck: Worry about everything that may happen to you, your family, and the world. Carry a rosary with you at all times, so that God will know you are praying for the madness to end - you might as well hedge your bets in case it comes down to choosing you or some other schlub getting into the pearly gates.
Doesn’t Suck: Never worry about anything, just assume God or the Universe will take care of it or possibly your room mate. Worry is bad for the smooth skin of the face and makes you grumpy - but beyond that does absolutely nothing. Besides, the less worried you are the more likely some hot guy or babe is going to want to date you.
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Does Suck: And finally, never see anything good in anything you do. Constantly long to know the secrets of what other people do but at the same time know you are not worthy to know these secrets much less carry them off, should the slight chance of your discovering them ever happen..
Doesn’t Suck: See good in everything you do, even if it’s just picking your nose, because after all, your nose appreciates it, doesn’t it?
So, there you have it, a complete guide to make your life suck or not suck wet mops. Which one do you like?
WC
Pimpin’ the Evyl
Posted on April 29, 2008 - Filed Under my opinions
It’s been a while since I’ve done a pimp post and I feel inspired to re-introduce someone near and dear to me. While I know many of you know him, for he is simply lengendary in the blogosphere - it may be some of you newer guys haven’t met him.
In a word, he is Evyl. Yep, he’s rude, crude and likely tatooed. He is also one of the funniest bloggers you will ever encounter. He has an uncanny ability to find the most alarming gifs, all with working parts, sometimes to a reader’s horror or, in the alternative, their delight - depending solely on which way your minds twists. He says exactly what he means and could no doubt, kick Superman’s ass if the guy pissed him off.
He also has the distinction of being the very first reader who ever read a blog post from me. So, he holds a very special place in my heart. And shall always.
He pulls no punches but sometimes lets them fly. Warning: if you are faint-hearted, have the smelling salts at the ready. Also, if you pee your pants when you laugh really hard, make sure you visit the restroom before heading on over there.
Go give him a read or two - I promise it will be one very unique blog experience.
WC
What Not to Blog About
Posted on April 28, 2008 - Filed Under Humor, brain farts
We’ve all seen it, those embarrassing and sometimes even icky posts on blogs that make us turn away or in some cases, run screaming from our computers. While the world of blogging seems to have limitless bounds - sometimes, without even looking for a boundry you find it, often being smacked in the head with it.
I offer the follow list of topics you may want to avoid blogging about:
1. Detailed complaints about family members or friends who know you have a blog. Now the fact that they are your friends and family probably means you shouldn’t complain about them in a perfect world - however, we all sometimes need to vent. But doing lengthy blog posts about people who know your url is not wise for your reputation or your health. Unless of course, you like being hit with a frying pan in the noggin or being the topic of the family newsletter (and not in a good way).
2. Disgusting habits that you love. While I’m sure that you may derive great pleasure from picking your nose, examining belly button lint and toe jam - very few of us are going to be on the same fun train ride as you seem to be. I also do not want to be informed of when, where or how often you shave, exfoliate or clean. Just as I don’t like to watch other people relieve themselves in the bathroom, I just don’t want to hear about that relief. TMI.
3. How you would to kill, maim, disfigure, rape or commit any other form of violence on a politician, public figure, celebrity or your girlfriend/boyfriend. While I’m all for passion and really feeling strongly about what you write - hate just doesn’t do a damn thing for me. Normal debate and discourse on politics or the issues of the day, even in a heated manner is fine - but when it gets so personal that you are writing about how pleasurable it would be for you to truly do violence to another, I think it’s time to put down the pen.
4. How misunderstood you are. One of the really appealing things about blogging is our ability as bloggers to vent. There is a certain amount of whining that we are entitled to, in my opionion. And the occasional whine is not really bothersome and can often be quite entertaining. But 2,000 words posts about how nobody loves you, how the world doesn’t understand you and how you’ve been contemplating suicide on a daily basis since your seventh birthday will not make me a regular reader, nor encourage me to blogroll you.
5. How bad, terrible, awful, evil the world, people, mankind or corporate America is. Again, the ranting is fine but constant complaining about how awful things are will only get other losers to visit your blog and comiserate and since they tend to be apathetic, they may forget your blog even exists because they have to spend so much time filling up their blogs with same. Get out of the bitter barn and play in the hay, I say.
6. Every single detail of your child’s potty training, dentist visit, circumcision, or food allergy. No offense to the mommy bloggers out there. I enjoy your blogs and will continue to do so - but some of you folks get extremely detailed in describing junior’s reaction to peanuts and frankly, it’s tedious. Regale us instead, with humorous and profound thoughts or stories of your children, tell us of their adventures toward growing up. We don’t really need to know that Suzie’s mom made a custom uniform for her child to make yours or the whole soccer team for that matter, look bad.
7. Conspiracy theories. I like a good conspiracy theory as much as the next person but before you spew one forth, try to take the time and trouble to make it sound plausible. To make a case the Elvis is still alive, the World Trade Center was an ‘inside job’ or Oprah is really a man is just plain silly. Be creative, plot it out, really work the details so that we can ahh and oooh over your brilliance. If you find you can’t do that, then I suggest you start writing movie scripts because the only place implausibility really sells, is Hollywood.
8. Longwinded stories about why you haven’t been blogging in the last two weeks, three months or five years. Honestly, we’ve all moved on. Truly, we aren’t patiently waiting by our computers for you to write a post or even think of an idea for one. As they say, ‘if you write it, they will come.’ So just write the post already.
9. Your Fake Life. We all know that since the internet allows for a certain amount of anonimity, that we can stretch the truth, because after all no one will really be able to tell if we are lying. Okay, I guess that’s a given and truly, it is good to keep some of the details of your real life out of blogging for obvious reasons. But I’m talking about the pathetic souls out there who are so starved for attention that they make up whole scenarios of lives they have never lived, nor ever come close to living. The woman who claims she was a drug addict and had her children taken away from her and now has to go through all manner of hoops just to see their golden curls. Or some such. There are actually people out there who will feel concern and be heartbroken over such stories. They will try to reach out to you and console you - but it isn’t really you is it? It’s some plastic, cyber version of you, borne of your need for attention. Try actually writing about real experiences, you may find people will respond to that too. And that way you don’t have to remember the lies.
I’m sure there are others, but this is what I’ve got. Feel free to add to the list.
WC
Do You See in Yourself What You See in Others?
Posted on April 27, 2008 - Filed Under my opinions
Maybe you should. Think about the people in your life whom you admire. Consider why you admire them. What qualities or characteristics do they possess that you find attractive, desirable and admirable?
Go ahead and think about it for a minute - even go so far as to list out a few of those sterling qualities. Do you find that many of them share the same or similar qualities? Do you suppose that’s just some sort of freaky accident?
Let’s take it a step further - and say there really isn’t anyone in your life for who you feel any deep admireation - is there a celebrity or public figure whom you admire? What is it about them that inspire admiration in you? Really think about it for a minute, you may be amazed by what you discover.
The old adage says, ‘opposites attract’ the theory seeming to be tht we are attracted to things in other people that we lack and do not possess. I wonder, is that really the case? If so, is that attraction or are we just coveting something we wish we had?
Personally, I believe that no matter what the surface signals seem to tell you, that you would, if you were to probe further, discover that beneath those ‘differences’ lie many shared qualities. Maybe you are warm and fuzzy and your mate is cooly logical or detached - but when you look further you find you are both deep thinkers. How you arrive at those thoughts may be more a matter of choice of approach than in any real difference. Or they are the life of the party while you are shy - yet people respond to both of you because of a special spark that you both have. See where I am going here?
I’ve come to realize that all of the people I like and admire do in fact, have a lot of qualities that I possess. They may not manifest in the same way, they may have different approaches but still, they are when you boil it down to the essence similar.
The point of this meandering is not to say that we are egotistical at heart and only seek to find likenesess in others but more that we admire people and think, ‘wow, if only I were like that,’ without ever seeing, that in fact, we are like that. That we have as many admirable qualities as anyone whom we admire. That we have talents and fine characteristics that others find admirable too. That when we look at others, perhaps we are looking at our own reflection and that that is really okay.
What do you think?
WC
Do You Hoard Your Wealth?
Posted on April 26, 2008 - Filed Under my opinions
No - I don’t mean, do you have a savings account, retirement fun or a 401K. there are many forms of wealth in our possession that we may not even realize. And yet, on some level we must realize it because, if you’re anything like me, then there are certain things that you cling to and hold close - lest someone get it away from you.
For example: A beautiful woman who keeps her beauty for other beautiful people but not the nerdy bookworm staring at her from across a crowded Starbuck’s. Perhaps knowledge, intelligence or wisdom is your treasure. But you don’t share it because you don’t want ‘to interfere’ or because someone else might get ahead of you if they knew what you know? Talent, anyone? Do you reserve that for only those who might advance your career goals? Network connections - no, not the internet - but people you know in all sorts of industries, with all sorts of abilities and opportunities. Experience? Do you refuse to give someone the benefit of your experience because again, they might advance ahead of you? Might use your experience to their benefit - have more ambition and so will go for it, while you procrastinate? How about love? Do you keep a miserly fist wrapped around it? Meting it out to only family and close friends and not give it freely to your neighbor, your fellow man - whether they be millionaires or homeless or somewhere in between?
I bring this up not to chastise of ‘guilt’ anyone - God knows there is plenty of that going around and no one needs to add to that swirling mass of black hole. I bring it up because it was something that dawned on me and of every example I noted above, I am undoubtedly guilty. Perhaps because I never saw it as any type of wealth. Perhaps because I saw at as the few things I could own just for myself. Yet by doing so, it hasn’t enhanced my life or made me happy. In fact, it has made me suspicious and doubtful, perhaps even fearful.
Hoarding any of those things has not done one positive thing for me or my life. On the other hand, when I share it, offer it, give it freely, somehow it comes back to me a million-fold. Total strangers appear in my life and give me things, whether they are words of comfort, discount coupons or marketing secrets, doesn’t matter. What does matter is that I have found for everything I am willing to give something is given back to me and to my delight.
I’m not suggesting, one should be motivated to share or give of their wealth in order to get back - but I am suggesting that giving of your wealth, no matter what it is or may be, is good for your soul and opens you up to the world of possibilities. You may never know what sharing your wealth can mean to someone else’s life, you may never know that you’ve helped people or caused someone to rethink something and turn things around from a negative to a positive. Perhaps we aren’t meant to know - but I do believe that we can know that opening up to the world around you will only result in things being better for all, even if only in the tiniest way.
We all like to bitch and moan about the state and condition of the world - crummy politicians, the government, the price of food and gas, the war, the libs, the conservatives - whatever - but perhaps by doing so, we are being stingy with ourselves and are adding to that which we gripe about. Perhaps if we stopped griping and started sharing the state and condition of the world would change. One person at a time.
What do you think?
WC
Positioning is Everything, Ain’t It?
Posted on April 23, 2008 - Filed Under my opinions
Now, you gotta wonder, who took this pic and why they didn’t ask her to step left or right, doncha? Oy!
(H.T. to Gerry and Moe for the pic)
WC
Scarcity
Posted on April 22, 2008 - Filed Under my opinions
I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately. In our crazy, whacked-out world it is so easy to look around and see what is lacking - social graces, caring, humanity, friendliness, affordable gas, tomatoes that have flavor, the dating pool. You name it - one can always find a scarcity in any category. And sequeing into envy and jealousy is really not anything more than the next natural step. “Hey, why do they have all the luck? He has so much why can’t I get any? What’s the matter with me? I’m a good person, I deserve things too.”
I’m more than guilty of the above and then some. In my life, I have probably spent what has amounted to years in lamenting my fate, my lack, my scarcity. Is it any wonder than I’ve never really had anything? Nope, that’s a no brainer too.
A couple of years back, I started a quest to discover how other people seem to bypass the whole scarcity thing and seem to reap nothing but abundance. I even had some up close and personal examples in my life. Friends, former co-workers, even former lovers who seemed to have learned the secret of the universe of abundance. I studied them - what made them different from me?
At first, I thought it was ego - or self confidence or even naivete’. It seemed that in the face of the obvious they went about their business anyway. They chose what they did and how they did it and managed to not just eke out a life but create an enviable one. I studied them some more. Never really being able to put my finger on just what ‘it’ was about them. Heck, I even tried to emulate them - which was laughable because I really didn’t know what they were doing so trying to pretend to be them was beyond my payscale, so to speak.
Since I left the 9 to 5 workaday world, I’ve had some interesting experiences, some good, some not so good. But overall, I found I’ve been happy. Ironic as it may seem, being without a ‘job’ has not resulted in scarcity for me. Well, perhaps a temporary cash-flow problem but that’s easy enough to get around, much moreso than I’d ever imagined. I found I just decided to believe in myself and my goals and somehow, whatever I’ve needed so far, has come to me in ways obvious and surprising.
I’ve also discovered that there really isn’t any scarcity in the world. Sure, there are those whose interests are served to make people believe that there are and even go so far as to manipulate things so that one could ‘prove’ that there are - but anyone with half a brain has only to look around them and see that there is abundance everywhere.
For example, do you see any shortage of sky or grass or flowers or birds? Any shortage of air? Ideas? Goals? Dreams? I don’t. A few weeks ago, I noticed on my morning walks that there were a lot of cans and bottles just lying around on the ground. And I would think to myself, ‘jeez, some people are pigs.’ Then I decided to look at it differently. I started carrying a plastic bag with me and whenever I see a bottle or can now, I pick it up and put it in the bag and think to myself, ‘Oh look, someone left me a gift.’ Then I take it home and throw it in my trunk. In a very short time, I’ve managed to half fill my trunk with recyclables. It took no effort on my part beyond carrying a bag and bending over to pick something up - and for that I will be rewarded with money. Once the trunk is full, I’ll drive it all down to the recycling center for some pocket change. Will it make me rich? No, I don’t think so - but I do something good and the universe rewards me by paying me. I think that’s a real win-win situation.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not always successful in seeing the abundance instead of the scarcity and sometimes I get worried and upset. But much less than ever before. And I truly believe if one ever wants to truly have abundance they have to be able to see it, not just in the future but in the now. In the right now, this very minute. They have to be able to look around and see all the wonderful things in their lives - see how much they really have and value it and be grateful for it. That, my friends, I think is the real secret to solving scarcity - seeing the abundance.
What do you think?
WC
It’s a Fiver
Posted on April 20, 2008 - Filed Under my opinions
My buddy Queenie tagged me for a meme which I thought was kind of fun - so here goes. I guess there aren’t any rules and since I usually flaunt rules, that is just as well. I don’t do tagging, personally, but if this one grabs you, feel free to steal it. WC
Five things in your bag:
Now, I wasn’t sure if that meant a handbag or a grocery bag. Certainly there are much more interesting things in my grocery bag because, well, I love food and love to shop and so am always buying new strange things. And as fate would have it, I just shopped this morning. So five things in my grocery bag were:
Liquid Smoke
Cilantro
Green Chilies
Tomato Paste
Diet Coke.
However, if I was supposed to tell you about five things in my handbag then that would be (sorry, oh, so boring)
A hair pin (that’s where that went to)
Eyeglasses in a pink eyeglass case (for driving)
My insurance card (don’t leave home without it)
A cool little gold notepad thingie that Teeni sent me
A pretty little prayer card that Moe sent me
And a list of all the things I want written in a notecard (don’t ask)
Five favorite things in your room:
Since I share a house with a slob of a room mate, I have gone to great pains to fashion my room into a one-room apartment, sadly I couldn’t manage to fit the stove and fridge in and so have to venture outside my room on occasion. Beyond that my room is the best place to be in the house.
My blue walls, I had the color specially mixed at Loewes from a color chip for floor tile. It is that beautiful bluey-green that the ocean becomes in the late afternoon.
My old, beat up leather chair. I found this treasure on the side of the road, literally. I talked roomie into hauling it in his truck for me. It was quite a mess and I spent hours vacuuming and cleaning it. But it is huge. One of those great chairs that you can curl up in with both pets and read, watch t.v. or just daydream whilst scribbling in your journal. I love this fricking chair.
An old black and white print I found in the thrift shop, of a couple reuniting in a train station. He has her in his arms and is swinging her around.
My computer - really a love-hate kind of relationship with this thing, but I often wonder if I could actually live without it.
My book(s) from mysteries to financial advise, to reference books. They are everywhere, behind the chair on the shelves, on the floor next to my bed. If I had more space, I’d have tons more books.
Five things you always wanted to do:
I’ll avoid the obvious answers to this one and leave out the dreams of publishing and being interviewed on Oprah, because, well you’re probably sick of hearing about it and I’m sick of talking about it:
Spend one birthday in Ireland - since my birthday is on St. Paddy’s Day I have always wanted to be there on that day and see what it’s like to celebrate in on the Old Sod.
Open my own eatery. I love food. I love to cook. I love to feed people. For many years I waited tables and really loved it. Aside from the food and cooking aspect there is something really fun about making people happy with food and talking to all kinds of people all day long. If I had such a place, I would call it the ‘Damn it, Janet Cafe’ I would have no menu and I would serve a list of ten specials each day for each meal - e.g. 10 breakfast specials, 10 lunch specials and 10 dinner specials. I would keep a garden out back and use my own fresh vegetables to prepare the meals. It would seat no more than 40 people and I would have an apartment that I lived in above the restaraunt. It would be in a small town but likely one that tourists visited. And it would be so cool, Oprah would interview me. Are we sensing a theme here?
Dance in some sort of live performance. From the time I was a very little girl I wanted to be a dancer. It never happened and now I doubt it will. Still, even if it were an amateur performance I think it would be fun. Of course they’d have to tile the floor with bubble wrap.
Hear real Dixieland Jazz in N’Orleans. And probably eat a mess of crawdads and soft shell crabs while I’m at it. Heck, I might even learn Cajun.
Go to the Academy Awards. Not in the nosebleed seats either, nuh-uh. I’d want to be wearing the designer gown and jewels and have the photographers going apeshit as I strolled down the red carpet, all the while wondering who the heck I am.
Five things that you’re currently into:
That phrase is so funny to me, makes me feel like I’m in high school. “Whoa dude, she’s just not into you.’
Gardening. It’s not a new thing, I have loved gardening and especially growing my own vegetables for a long time. I’m just hooked on it. Everyday I go out to the garden and visit my plants and encourage them to grow. I look around for butterflies, bees and ladybugs and will them to flock the garden and bring it good luck. And delight whenever I see a new blossom or little tiny fruit beginning to form. Heck I even like the smell of cow manure.
Writing. This is a no brainer. But I’m writing all sorts of things. Stories, novels, marketing pages, press releases, emails, blog posts, lists, notes - you name it and I’m writing it. So, this is what it feels like to be a writer? Who knew?
Chatting with my good buddie in Austraila. It started out as a lark but now we speak come rain or shine every Friday. I can’t tell you how much I look forward to the calls and how quickly two or three hours can zip by when we’re chatting. It’s so funny because we just gab away as though we’re down the block from each other when in fact we are literally a half a world away from each other. It just goes to show you though that if someone is your friend it doesn’t matter where they live.
Walking. I started out doing this because of the job from hell. Right after I quit I fell actually ill. Physically and spiritually. The only way I could feel good at first was to just walk. I’d lease up Maggie and off we’d go. Eventually, it just got to be part of the daily routine and I’ve really come to love it. Not the effort because sometimes there is effort, I’m tired or I don’t feel like it - but I do it anyway because I always feel better and a certain kind of peace afterwards. I see beautiful things and often have heart to heart chats with myself during these walks and honestly on the odd day that I don’t walk I just feel a little off.
Being girlie. Which is not to say I was butch or anything - but up until recently I just didn’t give a darn about how I looked, what I wore, if I had makeup on or anything. I pretty much lived in pajamas (read sweats) gave in far too often to comfort food and kind of hung out in my cave. But lately, I’ve sort of come out of the trance, got a new haircut, started eating much better, cut out all the junky food and tossed many of the pajama like clothes. It’s kind of cool because I’ve rediscovered my girliness and I really like it.
Okay, so those are my fivers. If you have any, feel free to tell me about them or do the meme yourself.
WC
I’m too sexy for my food
Posted on April 19, 2008 - Filed Under my opinions
I snagged this meme from A-Mum at the Nook
Here are the rules, should you decide to obey them: Answer each of the five questions (whilst wearing your sexiest lingerie). Tag five bloggers you would like to pass the meme to (or don’t, your choice). Have them link back to you and to this post as the source meme (again, if the mood strikes you).
1. What food do you consider the best “date” food? In other words, what meal or food item do you think is sexiest to eat in the company of someone you would like to look sexy around?
Why, strawberries dipped in chocolate, of course. I just love to dip things in chocolate.
2. What well known person would you like to share a meal with or in the alternative, make a meal of? Note: Clothing optional.
Hugh Jackman comes to mind - do you think there is anything Freudian in my choice?
3. What does your perfect breakfast in bed look like? {Food AND details please. Candles, music, flowers?}
About 6 ft 2, tan and holding single American Beauty rose in his teeth. Food optional.
4. What do you consider the best aplication of whipped cream to be?
Whipped creme? I don’ need no stinkin’ whipped creme! Hehehe
5. Oh-God-No, Biff, the yacht is sinking! You are sent to the galley to retrieve the food. What luxury food items do you snatch first? The champagne? The caviar? Smoked Salmon? Truffles? Chocolate? Or something else?
Food schmood, I’m with Moe - forget the food and grab the buff 21 year old chef. He can probably make a gourmet meal out of coconuts and fish once we get to the island anyway.
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