The Alphabet Thing
A: Accent -- I wish I had a classy English/Scottish accent. Like Mary Poppins, or Ducky from NCIS.
B: Breakfast -- My favorite meal to eat out. I love dining on eggs at a coffee shop while reading a good book. A great way to start my weekend!
C: Chore you hate -- All of 'em.
D: Dad's name -- Bill
E: Essential everyday item -- iPod Nano. Gotta have my tunes.
F: Flavor ice cream -- Mint chocolate chip
G: Gold or silver -- Silver
H: Hometown -- Sweet Home, Chicago
I: Insomnia -- Not recently
J: Job title -- Workhorse/Whipping Girl. (I'm feeling rather exploited at the office these days.)
K: Kids -- "Kids! What's the matter with kids today? Why can't they be like we were, perfect in every way? What's the matter with kids today?" Bye, Bye Birdie
M: Mother's birthplace -- The burbs. One particular one, in fact. She was born at home in a small town. She lived in a different suburb for about two years when she was in her 20s and then moved back. She and my dad bought her parents house, so she lived most of her life in the same house. She died in a nursing home in that very same town. On the one hand, I can't believe how small my mother's life was. On the other hand, I'm glad she was so content.
N: Number of significant others -- Zip. Zero. Zilch.
O: Overnight hospital stays -- Two. I am grateful for the quality of care I received both times.
P: Phobia -- I do not like air travel. I really don't.
Q: Quick at -- making decisions.
R: Religious affiliation -- A private affair. My faith plays a big part in my life, but I'm distrustful of evangelicals and those who infuse the townsquare with their religion. I don't believe you're supposed to use your relationship with God to gain power for yourself. Remember how Jesus dealt with the buyers/sellers in church?
S: Siblings -- Two sisters
T: Time you wake up -- 7:00-ish
U: Unnatural hair colors -- I had 'em in my younger, party girl days.
V: Vegetable you refuse to eat -- Raw tomatoes
W: Worst habit -- Sloth
X: X-rays -- Getting dental x-rays next weekend when I have my checkup/cleaning
Y: Yummy -- "Yummy, yummy, yummy, I got love in my tummy. And I feel like lovin' you!" An earwig recorded by the Ohio Express in the late 1960s.
Z: Zodiac sign -- I'm on the cusp between Scorpio and Sagittarius.
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.
Sunday, October 11, 2015
Posted by The Gal Herself at 10/11/2015 10:56:00 AM 6 comments:
Labels: meme, Sunday Stealing
So the Cubs prevailed yesterday amidst a sea of red. And a child led us. Kyle Hendricks, age 25, in his first post-season game, kept his head and went deep. Not easy, since he began the game by giving up a solo home run to the first batter.
|Why I want Michael J. Fox to appear at Wrigley Field this year|
Oh, and by the way ... I see a lot of movies, but one I missed was Back to the Future II. Therefore, I didn't know until recently that in 1989, audiences saw Michael J. Fox/Marty McFly discover that the 2015 Cubs won the World Series. How cool would it be if life imitated art?
Posted by The Gal Herself at 10/11/2015 10:27:00 AM 2 comments:
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