I Want Wednesday

I want to win my battle with worry.

In my way, I'll miss Christine O'Donnell

Self Portrait

Sometimes I feel like this is how the people in my life view me -- as hot and cold running Gal. Always there when you need me, but completely out of mind when you don't. In short, taken for granted.

If you believe in the power of words ...

Why not create your own post the BlogBlast for Peace (November 4)?

You can trust me, because I'm a BlogBlast for Peace Veteran. Imagining a more peaceful world is wonderful for your soul!

10 on Tuesday

I feel the blues encroaching but I'm not giving in without a fight. Here are 10 reliable things that can/will make me happy today.

1) Clear, blue skies above

2) Voting

3) Knowing that my niece was up early and at the polls before 7:00 this morning because she volunteered to work as a judge

4) Having a project on my plate that requires some creativity/flexibility

5) Nanowrimo gives me an opportunity for even more creativity/flexibilitiy

6) Watching my cat Joey power nap (he looks so damn sweet when he sleeps, which only stands to reason because he's such a dear, gentle soul)

7) Chiquita Apple Bites make it easy for even the laziest person (me) to snack healthy

8) My MLB Cubs checks, that make me smile a bit as I pay my bills

9) Knowing I can listen to the Beatles anytime I want to (and will!)

10) My TBR pile -- sometimes I find it daunting but right now I find a neverending supply of books comforting

Movie Monday -- Boozing

Share movies that feature characters that not only imbibe, but get wasted. Please link back here to The Bumbles.

Arthur. When this movie came out in 1981, I was completely charmed. Dudley Moore played the world's most adorable drunk, a millionaire who never had to deal with the downside to his behavior (except, as his loyal and riotously funny butler liked to point out, his breath). Watch it now and it's more than a little shocking. His alcoholism is nothing more than an endearing character flaw, and his drunk driving is played for laughs. Today it's still funny, but it's also a powerful reminder of how much our attitude toward drinking has changed since the 1980s.

The Verdict. I've said it before and I'll say it again: Paul Newman is the coolest guy ever. Hip, funny and filled with effortless charm. Which is why his performance in The Verdict is so jarring and effective. His Frank Galvin is washed up, having drunk his career away, reduced to perpetually sweaty palms and ambulance chasing. There's still a majesty and romance to him when he remembers why he became a lawyer, and when he stumbles upon a medical malpractice case that touches something deep in him, he sees the courtroom as his venue for redemption.

What a story!

Some movies are masterpieces of action and effects. Hereafter is not one of them. It's a quiet story about faith and science and luck and love and the afterlife. Matt Damon, the woman who plays Marie (Cecile de France, an actress I've never seen before) and the McLaren brothers who play twins are all terrific.

And I like Clint Eastwood so much more as a director than I ever did as an actor.

Trick or treaters were buzzing around here

By far the most popular costume in my neighborhood this year was the bumble bee. I also saw a good many black cats and devils.

Sunday Stealing

Sunday Stealing: The Meme About Me, Myself and I

1. What inspires you to blog? I'm trying create an honest snapshot of who I am now. The anonymity helps me be more candid.

2. What’s the best thing about blogging, for you? More than once I have received sincere support I have received in times of sadness and stress from my regulars in the blogosphere. You know how you are, and I hope you realize how much your messages have meant to me. There's something so very touching about knowing that people who have seen my inner self -- good, bad and sometimes petulant and ugly -- still took the time to send prayers and positivity.

3. What is your favorite book of all time? JFK: Reckless Youth by Nigel Hamilton

4. It’s 9pm and for some reason you’ve been hungry all day, despite the three square meals. What do you rustle up? Either a sandwich or a bowl of cereal

5. Who are three of your style icons? Three? I don't have three. I still turn to Stacy and Clinton from What Not to Wear.

6. What’s your current favorite song/piece of music?



7. What is the last book you read? Fragile by Lisa Unger. It was very, very good -- a girl from a small town is missing, the clock is ticking, the authorities are trying to find her and the teens know stuff they're not telling. It's about more than this one case, though. It's about families and life in small towns and how history unfortunately keeps repeating itself.

8. What is your current favorite recipe? I open the bag of Dole Classic Iceberg Salad, put the greens in a bowl, throw in some slivered almonds, grated cheese and raisins, mix it all up and cover it with French dressing. (Hey! I never said I was a chef!)

9. Who or what first inspired you to set up your own blog? I had a lot in my head and heart and, since I'm a writer, writing is how I process stuff.

10. What object could you not live without? This here laptop.

11. Where do you see yourself in ten years? Hopefully still writing -- perhaps freelancing -- with this very roof over my head. By then I'd love to have this place paid off.

12. Who or what made you into the person you are today? Possibly a million cans of Coke.

13. What have your learned from blogging? See #2.

14. Knowing what you know now, what knowledge would you pass on to your past self? I wish I'd appreciated my size 6 self more. I only saw the flaws. In retrospect, I was gorgeous! And I didn't enjoy it.

15. Sunday roasts - lunchtime or evening meal? Whatever time the cook chooses to serve it to me. Since I'm not much on preparation, I don't feel I have any right to be picky.

16. What has been your best blogging-related experience so far? See #2.

And I love him

Saturday 9

Saturday 9: Elected

1. Many of my friends have commented they cannot discuss politics with co-workers, family, friends and others without conflict rearing its ugly head. Do you feel you can talk with your family and friends about this particularly divisive election? Yes. We all endured the Blagojevich scandal, so by now I can pretty much predict where everyone stands on our Senate and gubernatorial campaigns. Which leads me to warn all you non-Illinoisans out there: don't believe the pundits who say this is a referendum on Barack Obama. This is about Chicago v downstate, the vacuum left by Mayor Daley's upcoming retirement and the lack of his political muscle, and most of all, Blago. The Prez is only a peripheral factor.

2. Do you know who you're voting for in next week's election? How did you decide? Governor is easy. Bill Brady, while an honest and wholly decent man, is entirely too socially conservative for my taste. Senator is more difficult in that I'm not sure either candidate is honest and wholly decent, and they aren't that far apart on the issues the matter most to me. I'll probably end up voting for Alexi because, well, I'm a Democrat. But if Kirk wins, my response will most likely be a shrug.

3. What do you think is the most important issue in next Tuesday's election? Here in Illinois, it's corruption. After all, our former governor (Blago) tried to sell the seat of our former senator (Obama). And because of Blago's interesting approach to governing, the state is broke. I am not proud of this, but I voted for Rod Blagojevich ... twice. Confessing this as the election approaches is cleansing.




4. Can you go a day without laughing? No. And I don't have to as long as I have the above clip to refer back to.

5. Do you think that you can chose who you want to love? No. You can choose where to stay and when to go, but not who to love.

6. Have you ever been on stage? For what? In New York, I took the tour of Radio City Music Hall. And even though we were asked not to, I snuck out onto the stage. I had to. It's hard to see the audience from the stage, but when I looked up, I saw all these neat stage decorations above my head. I distinctly remember a HUGE, way larger than life, bunch of bananas.

7. Would you ever live in a different country? If yes, where? I move to England to become Lady McCartney. I hear the job is open these days.

8. Any plans for Halloween? Not beyond the bag of Tootsie Roll Midgies I bought to distribute to the handful of kids who live in this condo building.

9. The last costume that you wore, what was it and why did you choose it? Don't recall the last one, but my most memorable one was Harpo Marx. At first my friends thought it was a riot that I had to be mute. But after hearing me express myself with the bicycle horn for a while, they began to beg me to start talking again.

Audible earwig

I listen to the oldies station every morning as I take my shower. Maybe that's when this hit from the late 1970s burrowed it's way into my skull. At any rate, I find myself singing (tunelessly, no doubt) "keep your heart open ..." as I do boring chores like scooping out the litter box or changing the sheets.


Lyrics | Pablo Cruise lyrics - Love Will Find A Way lyrics

And then I crashed

I thought I was fine, despite the fact that I only slept about 2 hours last night. I did a little work, went to the health club, ate an enormous slice of pizza, and then ... at about 3:00 ... CRASH! I've been fuzzy and exhausted ever since. Fortunately I have a rather dull weekend ahead of me. Just what the doctor ordered. For this old gal needs to unwind and get some sleep!

Now where did this come from?

I'm still blue about Crazy Old Neighbor. These are such complicated feelings -- being confronted with such genuine insanity is scary, and I'm angry because our laundry room is still messed up and much of his graffiti still remains, and I'm sad because it was such a waste of a life, and I feel guilty that I was an audience to his self-destruction instead of a help to his healing. It's been nearly two months and I'm having a hard time shaking it.

I've discussed it with both my shrink and my oldest friend. My shrink says that while just "letting it go" has always been very hard for me, it's something I have to do because holding on to this serves no purpose. My oldest friend says that, when she finds herself fixating on something upsetting, she conjures up some Barry Manilow tune.

At first I mocked her technique, but my distraction tactic is just as cheesey. As I pass Crazy Old Neighbor's scratches, gouges and paint splatters, I think of the theme from Who's the Boss? I have no idea why this is what popped into my mind, but it did and I'm sticking with it. It's lighthearted, if you don't dwell on the tragic irony of the lyrics.

"The choice is up to you, my friend." As I write this post, my cat Reynaldo is at my side for his evening snuggle. Old sitcoms, affectionate kitties, the new PEOPLE with William and Kate on the cover ... There are dozens of things every day that can make you happy if you let them. Every day gives us the opportunity for "a brand new life." Being unable to see that is what made Crazy Old Neighbor such a pathetic bastard.

He's happy

It's been nearly a month, but it's clear that my philodendron has taken to his new pot. Lots of new growth, many shiny new leaves. I'm so relieved, because if he's not happy, I'm not happy!

I Want Wednesday

I want to sit in some restaurant bar with my best friend, people watching and talking and talking and learning something new about him and having him make me laugh.

The thermometer or the calendar?

It was 50º+ this morning when I left for work, with the mercury predicted to pass 60º by noon. So I wore my denim jacket over my lightweight cardigan/t-shirt duo and was quite comfortable.

Yet on my way to the train, I saw people wearing heavy jackets and gloves. Gloves, for pity's sake!

Goodness knows it gets cold here in Chicagoland. And once the temperature drops, it tends to stay low for months. So why are people so eager to get into their winter gear? Are they dressing for the calendar rather than the temperature?

Or are they just happy to wear their fall/winter clothes again. I know that when we see the 40ºs later this week, I will enthusiastically pull l out one of my new cashmere sweaters.

Queen's Meme -- What's in a Name?

To play along yourself, click here.

1. Your Superhero Name (2nd fave color + fave drink): Yellow Coke

2. Your Peace Name (Zen + your last peace globe #) OH! Don't have one yet? Go here. Zen 57

3. Your American Idol Name (fav car and seafood) Mustang Crabcake

4. If you could pick another name for yourself, what would it be? Shannon or Shauna or Cheryl. Something "Sh" sounding.

5. Your Twitter Name (Chirpie + your favorite bird) Chirpie Wren

6. Name 1 thing you wish you'd said today that would have made your day go better? "I won't be coming into the office today."

7. Go HERE to find your Royal Name and reveal it to us. Queen Elizabeth the Astonishing

10 on Tuesday

All about my niece. I had dinner with her on Sunday to celebrate her upcoming 18th birthday. I had a great time and am taking this opportunity to reflect.

1) She has begun tweezing/shaping her eyebrows, which makes her feel very mature.

2) She has three colleges picked out. Her top two preferences are out of state.

3) She is very funny. She not only makes me laugh, she laughs easily herself.

4) She has a crush on John Krasinski of The Office. This embarrasses her. I mean, she actually blushes when it comes up. This confuses me, as I've always flown my "fan girl" banner high.

5) She is a movie buff. Her favorite film maker is Tim Burton.

6) She seems to have two speeds -- "insanely busy" and "slug."

7) She is very close to, and loving with, my mother.

8) She's loyal, having the same bestie, Alison, since second grade.

9) They could not be more different, as illustrated by an assignment they had in 8th grade. To enhance their public speaking skills, each student had to pick a news story and deliver a 5 minute talk, summarizing the story and explaining its impact. My niece chose Rolling Stone's allegations of massive voter fraud in Ohio during the 2004 Presidential election. Alison chose Britney Spears driving with her baby facing the wrong way in his car seat.

10) Her favorite Beatle is George -- because of, not in spite of, all that Indian music he did. Go figure.

Movie Monday -- The King of Horror

If the world was to be banned of all Stephen King productions but one, which would you save for posterity - to represent the only visual adaptation of his work for the future generations to see? Share your selection, linking back here at The Bumbles. And don't forget to visit your fellow participants!

Carrie. My first King, and still my favorite. How good is this movie? Sissy Spacek got her first Oscar nomination as best actress for it. The Academy doesn't often pay attention to horror, but this one is so good it couldn't be ignored. Not only is the lead performance terrific, the story is unbeatable. It depicts teenage angst at its most extreme and gives us a sympathetic serial killer we can root for!

Special note: Carrie is closest to my heart, but it never appears in my nightmares. That book IT has that honor. Unfortunately, it was a made-for-TV movie and not just of the quality of Carrie.

Sunday Stealing

Sunday Stealing: The Presuppose You're Living in New England Meme

1. Have you turned the heat on in your house yet this fall? No.

2. Do you allow your pets on the furniture? Yes. Well, wait, on the other hand, no. I mean, one doesn't "allow" cats to do anything. My feline roommates do as they please, and afford me the same freedom.

3. What were your final words for September? "It's payday!" Those are my final words for every month.

4. What are your first words for October? "Birthday!" My young nephew's birthday is during the first week and celebrating requires preparation.

5. Do you think you’ve ever seen a ghost? Nope.

6. What is the one color that represents this time of year? Orange.

7. Which of your senses do you think is most sensitive this time of year? Smell. I love spicy/cinnamon scented things.

8. What is your favorite thing to do at the county fair? I've never been to a county fair.

9. What do you like when you have a cold? Solitude and orange juice

10. Are you willing to spend over $100 for a piece of winter clothing, like boots or a coat? Yes. Especially good, warm waterproof boots.

12. What do you have too much of in your kitchen? Cereal.

13. What gripes do you have about this time of year? Switching from sandals to real shoes. My painted piggies yearn to breathe free!

14. Other than yourself, are you responsible for getting anyone ready in the morning? No.

15. When was the last time you cleaned your gutters? Never.

16. So, it’s after Labor Day. Will you still be wearing white? If I so wish. Stacy and Clinton say I can.

17. What shows are you most looking forward to this Fall? New episodes of NCIS. Gibbs is my TV boyfriend.

18. What three things have you just not gotten around to from the summer, but probably should do before snow flies? Clean the carpet, empty out the den, get the sofa cushions cleaned.

Saturday 9

Saturday 9: I'm So Proud

1. What are you proud of? I have a way with critters.

2. What is the best thing you’ve ever won as a prize? How did you win it? When I was in third grade, I won $10 from the local newspaper in the "My Favorite Teacher" essay contest.

3. Tell us about something you've done that in retrospect was a waste of time. Whenever I start looking at the Linked-In networking site, I find that someone I know is connected to this or that person I know and pretty soon, 45 minutes has passed.

4. How old were you when life changed the most for you? How did it change? 21. I began my career as an advertising writer and all my horizons (professional, personal, fiscal) were expanded.

5. Tell us about a place you that you've been that you considered to be very tranquil. Atop the Hot Springs Mountain Tower. Go up to the observation deck and you're more than 1000 feet above Hot Spring, AR, overlooking some very beautiful country. It's never very crowded up there, giving you the perfect opportunity to reflect.

6. Who is your favorite news anchor/reporter? Why? John Oliver of The Daily Show. Because just looking at him makes me laugh. Oh! You mean a real anchor? Mika Brzezinski from Morning Joe. MJ is my favorite news show because representatives from both sides of the political divide are given a chance to talk at length, not just in sound bites. And because it's funny.

7. If you were to have the opportunity to name a new town or city, what would you call it? Why? Galtopia.

8. What is something about which you've always wondered but have not yet found a good answer? Who believes Snuggies are a necessity?

9. When you can't go to sleep, what is your personal remedy to help yourself drift into Lullabyland? I don't have one. I'll check other answers and maybe adopt one.

Hello, I love you

Bacon-wrapped, pitted dates. Oh, yum! Devoured a pair of them while out with Kathleen and a friend of hers last night.

These darlings were served at a reception after a very current affairsy event during which everything was discussed from the Cubs' choice of a new manager to the negative tone of recent campaign commercials to whether women are the natural audience for Jackass 3. It made my geeky heart sing.

Got a little pissed at Kathleen, though. And I suppose, she at me. For as the three of us headed up the empty city street to her car, a rather aggressive panhandler approached us. He crossed the street and walked alongside us for more than a block. It was getting out of hand, even as Kathleen was rifling through her purse to give him change, and a pair of Chicago cops appeared on Segways (which are really very neat, by the way) and told us he was fine, and him to keep going.

This bothered me because I have seen police turn a benign blind eye to homeless on many occasions. I'm going to assume that this particular gentlemen was well known to the police for his stick-to-it-iveness.

I told Kathleen she shouldn't have responded to his conversation and certainly should never have opened her purse on a city street like that. She told me that he was a case of "there but for the grace of God" and that she certainly would speak to him and treat him like a human.

Fellow bloggers, you know I respect the humanity of the homeless. But I worry about my friend's open spirit. Especially after Kathleen came through her recent cancer scare with the best possible outcome! How awful if she survived that, only to get mugged! I told her that I wished that since she locked her car when she wasn't in it, she would give as much consideration to the safety of her physical self as she does her stuff.

I'm jealous

My oldest friend is moving to California. Right now, as we speak. And I'm jealous.

Not of her move to Beverly Hills. I'm happy for her because it's a wonderful opportun

ity, but I'm not interested in leaving the most livable city ever -- Chicago.

Instead I'm jealous of the move itself, and the road trip she's on. Last night she stayed at the Days Inn in Lincoln, NB. Tonight is a Holiday Inn in Henderson, CO. What an adventure she's having!

I've often thought it would be neat to just go to Union Station and get on the next train out, stopping in a place I've never been and spending a day or two there. Her trip reminds me that I still haven't done that.

Someday ...

Naughty Gal

I gave in to my dark side yesterday. On the way out of the office, I took a candy bar out of one my coworkers' mail slots and scarfed it down lustily, greedily.

It was milk chocolate. And she's a pompous pain in the ass.

I only feel guilty that I don't feel guilty.

Maybe 2011 will be the year

The Cubs named this gentleman, Mike Quade, to be our coach for the next 2-3 seasons. He took over after my beloved Lou Piniella resigned in August and finished the team finished the season strong.

He's not as colorful as Lou. He'll never be the fan favorite that other managerial contender, Ryne Sandberg, is. But he has the support of the players. Plus, he seems very well adjusted and cheerful for a man with no hair. Really. He lost all of his hair when he was in grade school and it's never grown back, not even his eyebrows.

It would be such a Cubbie thing -- if the man who brought us to our first World Series in 100 years had no eyebrows.

I Want Wednesday

I want the pimple under my chin to go away.

10 on Tuesday

The last 10 things I ate and drank (excluding water)

1) Apple Cinnamon Cheerios
2) Tuna salad
3) Coke
4) Snickers bar
5) Applesauce
6) Three-cheese rigatoni (Betty Crocker Bowl-Apetit)
7) Milk chocolate Slim Fast
9) Coke
10) Raspberry Yoplait

Actually, this would scare me

Going to a bar where everyone knew my name. And yet I can't get the theme out of my mind.

Too bad, so sad

I came upon this old (1995) biography of Lee Radziwill and find it compulsively readable, maybe even more so than I did the first time around.

Caroline Lee Bouvier is the kid sister of old what's-her-name, and lived her entire life in intense camaraderie and rivalry with her sibling. Lee was the prettier one, with the better (at least for the 1960s and 1970s) figure, the natural fashion sense, and Mummy's favorite. Less burdened by a sense of proprietary, she had more famous men (she slept with Onassis before Jackie ever met him). Jackie was more athletic, more intellectual, and Daddy's favorite. And while Lee may have had many exciting lovers, Jackie, of course, married the man who assured her a place in history and the billionaire Lee just couldn't get to the altar.

Instead of appreciating her blonde good looks, natural sex appeal and visual sensibility, Lee kept trying to keep up with Jackie and better her. She failed as an actress in high-profile TV and stage productions, she was paid for "an intimate memoir" that was never published, she struggled as an interior designer, she shot a pilot for a TV talk show that was never picked up. She has published two pictorials -- That Special Summer (about her youthful trip abroad with Sis) and Happy Times (which didn't sell as well as expected because it didn't include enough Kennedys).

I believe Lee lacked JBKO's formidable inner strength and sanity. To cope, she (like many Bouviers before her), turned to liquor. When Lee's drinking got out of hand, her teenage daughter Tina ran away -- up the street (of course, that street was Fifth Avenue) to Aunt Jackie. Whatever else has been written about JBKO, it's generally agreed she somehow always managed to put her children first.

Jackie died in 1994 and Lee survives. But in the intervening years she has buried her third husband (movie director Herbert Ross), her nephew John and her own son, John's best friend, Tony. Many of her public appearances today revolve around the memory of the sister whose shadow she still can't escape.

I appreciated the gesture

Went to the laundromat -- again, and hopefully for the last time -- and noticed something new. Plastic jack-o-lanterns were positioned atop each of the four rows of washers. It's still a crappy place to spend two hours and I still hate it, but I thought it was nice of folks who work there to add that holiday touch for us launderers.

Movie Monday -- Costumes

Share on movies whose costumes set just the right stage, linking back here at The Bumbles. And don't forget to visit your fellow participants!

Bonnie & Clyde (1967). Meet the best-dressed bad guys of the Depression era.

Bobby (2006). This sincere, earnest movie about the sad day in 1968 when Bobby Kennedy was murdered really isn't very good. But the costumes are entertaining! Check out Mr. and Mrs. Ashton Kutcher in period garb.

A Walk in the Clouds (1995).It should be mandated that Keanu Reeves wear a hat in every movie.

When Die Hard met Pulp Fiction

RED is a thrilling, funny, wholly original shoot-em-up (and blow-em-up) good time. R.E.D. stands for "Retired: Extremely Dangerous," and Bruce Willis plays a retired secret agent who spends his days nurturing an avocado plant instead of assassinating people. He's not adjusting well. Soon he has to defend himself from some very capable, very shady, VERY VIOLENT bad guys and he tracks down his former partners -- John Malkovich, Morgan Freeman and Helen Mirren -- all also retired, all struggling with their "new normal," and all happy to get back into the action.

It's like Pulp Fiction in that my favorite line of dialog was: "I never thought I'd ever say this again, but I'm getting the pig."

And it's like Die Hard in that, once again, Bruce Willis doesn't have a peaceful Christmas.

Let's set the Wayback Machine

Way ... way ... back. When "My Sweet Lord," "Maggie Mae" and "Knock Three Times" were blasting through the radio speakers and I was a freshman in high school. My oldest friend produced a binder of notes all of her closest buds, including me, wrote to her in those long ago days. I was shocked by how similar today's Gal is to that Gal.

• "I am so bored!" I wrote during class.

• "Those student council bananas tried to collect money from me for a smiley face button!" Clearly profanity wasn't a staple of my vocabulary yet, but I do exhibit a disdain for organized pep and fun that remains to this day.

• "I have to score a radio for tonight. Ann says it's not appropriate but don't care. I have $4 on the game!" Remember, this was before iPods or even Walkmans. I don't know where Ann and I were going, but wherever it was, I was prepared to bring a transistor and put it on the seat beside me. white cord running to a single earpiece. After all, $4 was four hours of babysitting.

• "Giusep is doing his part and Santo is hot. Even Beck. But Kessinger is 0-12!" The starting lineup for the 1971 Cubs: Don Kessinger, Glenn Beckert, Ron Santo and Joe Pepitone, who I had a crush on and called Giuseppe. I guess it's obvious which team's game I had to hear that night.

Sunday Stealing

Sunday Stealing: Another 50 Questions Meme, Part Two Indeed!

26. Do you like someone? I like lots of people …

27. The last song you listened to? Sunday Morning by Maroon 5, coincidentally enough

28. What time of day were you born? I was born at the stroke of midnight between November 21 and 22. The stroke of midnight does not exist legally, so the hospital told my mom she had to choose -- 11:59 or 12:01. She was still quite doped up (I was a big baby) and confused about what she was asked, but she chose 12:01, which made it 11/22. Astrologers love this story because I was born on the cusp of a cusp.

29. What’s your favorite number? 7

30. Where did you live in 1987? A three-room apartment on the other side of the tracks from where I live now. It had the most terrific clawfoot bath tub.

31. Are you jealous of anyone? Yes

32. Is anyone jealous of you? Probably

33. Where were you when 9/11 happened? In my living room, tying my shoes, getting ready to run out the door and catch the 8:10 train, when I heard Matt Lauer say the second plane hit and so clearly, the first plane wasn't an accident. I will never forget a moment of that awful morning.

34. What do you do when vending machines steal your money? Feel very frustrated

35. Do you consider yourself kind? I try to be

36. If you had to get a tattoo, where would it be? Left shoulder. No reason, that's just the first location that popped into my mind.

37. If you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be? Spanish. I'm taking lessons in January.

38. Would you move for the person you loved? Yes

39. Are you touchy feely? With critters, certainly, and often with people I care about

40. What’s your life motto? "What man has done, man may do"

41. Name three things that you have on you at all times? Silver band on my left hand, lapis ring on my right hand, and earrings

42. What’s your favourite town/city? Chicago, home of the Cubs, Millennium Park and me

43. What was the last thing you paid for with cash? Train fare ($1.50)

44. When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper and mailed it? My cousin Rosemary, about two weeks ago. I just got a snail mail letter from her yesterday, so she'll also be the next person I write a letter to.

45. Can you change the oil on a car? No. But then, I don't have a car.

46. Your first love: what is the last thing you heard about him/her? He's a born-again tea-partier in Kentucky. Considering his rather dissipated moments I witnessed back in the 1980s, I find this amazing.

47. How far back do you know about your ancestry? Mid-1800s on my paternal grandmother's side.

48. The last time you dressed fancy, what did you wear and why did you dress fancy? I have a low threshold for "fancy," so you may not be impressed. But it was dark slacks, dark blouse and jacket. The occasion was a night at the theater.

49. Does anything hurt on your body right now? I have a painful bruise on my left arm, and no, I have no recollection of how I got it. I'm a natural klutz.

50. Have you been burned by love? Yes. But hasn't everyone?