I know it's totally self-indulgent and has nothing to do qith Quakers, but I am bored and this is fun. Also, I like getting other people to do this, because then I get to learn tidbits about them.
What I was doing 10 years ago:
Ten years ago I was twelve. We were all still living in Canada. I was already somewhat depressed and struggling a lot. It was a very hard time for the whole family. But we had our little farm, and we lived on a lake where we could go fishing in a leaky boat. I had my own flock of geese. We learned how to chop wood and make strawberry jam and pickles. We tried sewing our own dresses with the help of Mrs. Stanistreet. I think it was that year that I got the chickenpox so badly that I hallucinated. We went to Latin mass. I had a monster crush on a blond 15 year old altar boy named Jeff and couldn't concentrate on my prayers when he was serving.
5 years ago:
I was seventeen. I was cast in my first-ever production, Cinderella (that's the same theatre but a different year). It was one of the very happiest times of my life. That's really all I have to say. I can't believe that was 5 years ago!
1 year ago:
I was living in NYC, and had been attending 15th street meeting for a few months. I was working as a florist for a "big name" shop, doing flowers for the Ritz, but pretty miserable with the working conditions. I'd made friends at a nearby piano bar and was singing there about once a week.
Yesterday:
really, really wanted to go to ballet, but there was only an elementary (higher than my level) class. I really debated going, even though I just intended to take the barre. But finally I decided to go. I asked the teacher's permission first. She was sweet, and the barre combinations she was giving were lovely, even though they were too hard for me. It wasn't that they were too hard, but just too fast. I didn't have time to pay attention to my knees and my chin and my ribs and my heels, etc. I also kept losing my place...they were obviously a lot more complicated than I am used to in my intro class. I was freaking out a little bit, and embarassed to be beside some of the good dancers in the class. This teacher is a favourite who I'd heard amazing things about and many intermediate people were taking the class. So, my cheeks were burning with shame, but even when I was feeling hopeless I at least tried to finish the exercise in good form.
After the barre, during the break, I went up to the teacher to thank her for letting me try it, and to tell her I'd give it a few more months before I came back. but before I could say anything she said that I did a good job out there, and that she'd love to have me come back, and that as long as I don't get frustrated, I'll find myself picking up something new each week. I think I'll wait, though. I felt like I wasn't able to work thoroughly at that speed.
5 snacks I enjoy:
a chocolate Odwalla bar
dates
a pomegranate
sunflower seeds
salt and vinegar chips
5 songs I know all the words to:
In My Own Little Corner
What Child is This
Love Hurts
Matty Groves
Part of That World (yes. from the Little Mermaid)
5 Things I would do with $100 million:
Buy a farm for my family
Set up a college fund for the sibs
Pay off the debt of myself and everyone I love
Live off it and devote all my time to Quakers, ballet, and travel
Buy a farm for myself
5 locations I would like to run away to:
Nova Scotia
Pendle Hill
Argentina
Scotland
Narnia
5 bad habits I have:
I interrupt people when they are talking
I misplace and leave behind important things
I talk about myself too much
I chew my nails
My intentions are always much better than my follow-through
5 things I like doing:
Reading
Dancing
Playing the Zombie board game with Jeff
Camping
Napping
5 things I would never wear: (We need visuals!)
Beast master!
But what if it gets cold?!?!
My saddlebags--meet the world. World--meet my saddlebags.
The poor kitty cat!
Aaaaagh!
5 TV shows I like:
The Daily Show with Jon Stewart
Gross surgical "Medical Mysteries" shows on the Discovery Channel
The long-dead Firefly on DVD (going to see the movie, finally, tomorrow!
Animal Cops (shut up!)
Growing Up... a show on Animal Planet about baby animals. (shut up!)
5 biggest joys of the moment:
Being with Jeff
Pictures of my sibling
Updates on my mum's blog
Break-throughs of inspiration
Fall and the wind
5 Favorite toys:
My computer
My library card
Fancy stationary
...
uh, I'm out of toys.
5 Next victims:
My mum...
and whoever else want to do it.
Okay. No more from me for a while!
Of The Best Stuff, but Cracked
3 comments:
My ex-boyfriend of doom made chainmail. He was constantly wheedling at me to let him fit me for a chainmail bra. JUST LIKE THAT ONE. I never let him.
Nope, I would never wear that, either!
Hint: Line the chain-mail with chamois.......
*grins*
I couldn’t resist the google search, and the other games are too long for me to do right now.
I had to include more than the first five as the sixth and seventh were so funny. (Technically they were the 7th and 8th but I did not count number two as it was a repeat of number one)
mummy needs help
(I sure do – any qualified nannies out there willing to work for love and room and board?)
MUMMY NEEDS A MAKEOVER
(Yes she does – and she needs to lose about 40 lbs too!)
Our mummy needs special care
(Esp since she is sick for about the third time since July!)
mummy needs preservation
(Maybe that should be perseverance?)
Did you know that even a mummy needs a passport to travel?
(Snort – any fool knows that?! Unless you are talking about a dead mummy…. And not me! LOL))
Mummy needs you to sit safely in your seat while we drive to the shops."
Quiet dear, Mummy needs to spend the entire evening writing a careful, idiot-proof explanation to our deputy head on why the suggestion that we all limit feedback to generic, all-subject, all-purpose topsheets on CCSE and A Level written work is the first sign of madness
(For this one I actually clicked on the link – I just had to know what Mummy needed to write about!)
Love
Mummy aka Christi AKA mum2twelve
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