Sunday Stealing: The 35 Questions X 2 Meme: Part Two
36. If you suddenly became single or are single, do you think you could last in a relationship for 12 months or more? I have in the past and have no reason to suspect I couldn't again.
37. Do you forgive or forget? I have done both in the past and have no reason to suspect I couldn't again.
38. Do you trust people? I have in the past and have no reason to suspect I couldn't again.
39. What are you not looking forward to? My trip to Colonial Williamsburg and the beginning of the baseball season, both of which happen to occur on Monday. YEA!
40. Do you get mad easily? I have in the past and have no reason to suspect I couldn't again.
41. Tell us about the last time you were told you that you have pretty eyes. Not meaning to even remotely imply that I'm a babe, but I get that a lot. Most recently from a bank teller.
42. Do you have strange dreams? Yeah. Like the one where I'm testifying in court, and Burt Reynolds, wearing a white suit, comes in and tries to intimidate me by glaring. While awake, I seldom testify in court and somehow never think about Burt Reynolds.
43. Ever licked someone's cheek or forehead? No.
44. Tell us about the last time you fell asleep in someones arms. Can't recall the last time, but, since I recently ran into Bathtub Boyfriend, an interlude with him springs to mind. One Saturday night, his very favorite old movie, Dark Passage, was on the local PBS station and he really wanted me to see it. So he made dinner -- a glorified macaroni and cheese dish of his own design -- and then we settled into his futon in front of the TV. And between the heavy dinner and the warm glow from the black and white TV picture, I dozed off in his arms.
45. When did you last play a game? Last weekend I played Petcha Didn't Know with my nephew.
46. What do you have on you at all times? There's nothing I always have on me, but there's a ring I wear every day.
47. Do you go out in public without getting all dressed up? Yes.
48. Do you like fruity or minty gum? Specifically cinnaminty.
49. Favourite musician or group? Sir Paul
50. Do you like anyone? I like many people
51. Favourite computer game? Currently I enjoy Pogo Boggle
52. First album you ever went and bought with your own money? I believe it was the Mary Poppins soundtrack
53. Think back five months ago, were you single? Ooooh, way back five months ago? I can't recall.
54. Do you believe in celebrating anniversaries? Not really
55. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now? I hope so
56. Last thing you bought? Disposable razors at CVS
57. Are you a jealous person? I have been in the past and have no reason to suspect I won't again.
58. Does it take a lot to make you cry? Yes
59. Do you have a friend of the opposite sex you can talk to? Yes
60. Have you ever had your heart-broken? I have done in the past and have no reason to suspect I won't again.
61. Have you ever done something while drunk that you still cannot believe you did? Oh dear Lord yes. The less said about this, the better.
62. Is there anyone you secretly wish you could be spending your time with right now? Yes
63. Do you text? Yes
64. Do you wish someone would call or text you right now? One special someone, yes
65. Is your life anything like it was a year ago? In many ways, yes
66. Go back one year on your blog. Leave us a link to your favorite post. A review of last year's spa vacation
67. You can only drink ONE liquid for the rest of your life, what is it? Classic Coke
68. Tell us about someone that you have lost contact with someone you wish you didn't. I have a friend who is like a kid brother to me. He married and moved out to the burbs and is happy, and I'm happy for him, but I'm sad we have drifted apart.
69. What is the last thing you said out loud? "Joey is awesome."
70. Will this year be better than last? So far 2010 has sucked. But it still has time to turn it around. C'mon, 2010!
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Saturday, April 03, 2010
The little girl who had a little curl right in the middle of her forehead
Went to a baby shower today. I don't generally enjoy these affairs, and this one was no different, except that it seemed to mean a lot to the expectant mom -- a coworker -- that I showed up. Since I'm on vacation, this might be the last time I see her before her wee one arrives.
My favorite companion was a lovely toddler girl, all in green and pink, waddling around barefoot and telling everyone "hi." We bonded over a piece of ribbon that had fallen off a package. To be completely honest, I played with her as though she was the kitten she reminded me off, holding the ribbon just a bit out of her reach and encouraging her to "get it, c'mon, get it!" She'd reach up and grab it and laugh. She was a terrific sport. She looked over to me for approval every time she did something adventurous, like laying on the floor and covering herself with her jacket as if it were a blanket. I was completely besotted with her.
There was another little girl at the party, about the same age but nowhere near as charming. Pretty, with a mass of dark curls, and a very bad temper. Her mom and grandma tried to get her to eat fruit and oh, my, she was having none of it. I've never seen such a violent reaction to strawberries! I think I will hear her howls in my sleep.
My favorite companion was a lovely toddler girl, all in green and pink, waddling around barefoot and telling everyone "hi." We bonded over a piece of ribbon that had fallen off a package. To be completely honest, I played with her as though she was the kitten she reminded me off, holding the ribbon just a bit out of her reach and encouraging her to "get it, c'mon, get it!" She'd reach up and grab it and laugh. She was a terrific sport. She looked over to me for approval every time she did something adventurous, like laying on the floor and covering herself with her jacket as if it were a blanket. I was completely besotted with her.
There was another little girl at the party, about the same age but nowhere near as charming. Pretty, with a mass of dark curls, and a very bad temper. Her mom and grandma tried to get her to eat fruit and oh, my, she was having none of it. I've never seen such a violent reaction to strawberries! I think I will hear her howls in my sleep.