Saturday, January 28, 2012
Saturday 9: How Do You Mend a Broken Heart
1. How did you cope with your biggest heartache? There's an old Garth Brooks song that sums it up, "I'm calling every friend I have, I wake them up and make them mad, just to let them know that I'm OK ..." I also drank a lot and cried a lot. Isn't this how everyone copes?
2. Who was the last person you visited in the hospital? I met my nephew when he was a newborn.
3. How many jobs have you held in your life? How many of those were part of your chosen career field? Two secretarial, 9 (gulp!) as a writer. That 9 would be even higher if I count promotions/title changes as different jobs, but let's not do that because having this complicated a resume was never a goal of mine.
4. How did you discover Saturday 9? I don't remember for sure. I guess through Mimi at Mimi Writes. Or perhaps Miss Kwiz at Kwizgiver. They both remain my blogging buddies, both were supportive of me through my health woes of 2011 and I'm so grateful.
5. If you could take the train from anywhere to anywhere, where would 'anywhere' be? I would love to just get on the next Amtrak out and see where it takes me. You know, let fate decide where "anywhere" is. I don't know how wise or safe such an adventure would be, but train travel does hold considerable allure for me. Me and Joe Biden, we like Amtrak.
6. When was the first time you cooked for someone else? The most recent time is more interesting. I am endlessly proud of the Christmas Cookies I made for my best friend this year. They tasted good and were aesthetically pleasing. We nicknamed them "Pippa Middletons" because the backside was perfect.
7. What is the worst beverage you've ever tasted? I really hate coffee. Everything about it. Taste, smell, the way it clings to the cup and you have to really scrub when you do the dishes. Yech. Blech. (Since Starbucks' CEO earned $65 million last year alone, I realize mine is a minority opinion.)
8. Is there anything in life you are "certain" about? Firm in your beliefs? Strong in your convictions? I am strong in all my convictions. That's why they're my convictions. It's tiring, though, not only for me but for those who have to listen to me blather on. My best friend memorably told me he wishes he cared about anything as much as I care about everything. That's why I reward him with perfect cookies. I tend to wear other people out.