May 24, 2013 § Leave a Comment
Northing spectacular about this, other than I found myself smiling during a walk at lunch, and I’m attributing the joy to the brief return of the sun and happy colors like green and pink and blue. And to two dogs I stopped to play fetch with.
May 23, 2013 § 4 Comments
May 22, 2013 § 8 Comments
I like the quirky side of life’s magical creatures. While I’m always curious to quiz individuals on their accomplishments and the highs and lows of their existence, it’s the weird facts and funny moments that enrapture me.
Which got me to thinking about little quirks or stories I could share. All infinitely better than a list of what I ate today or my major goals in life. Bet you didn’t know the following:
- I still use the same hot rollers I had in high school. The ends are broken in places and I’m constantly getting my hair tangled in them.
- My opinion? All liquids are better carbonated — soda, water, wine, beer. I haven’t had carbonated milk, but if someone would invent it, I’d polish off a glass.
- When I was in track in junior high, the exasperated coaches couldn’t get me to run properly. I’d run on the tips of my toes because I thought that’s how you were supposed to sprint. They finally talked me into striking heel first, which I thought absurd, and I silently questioned where the school district had rounded up these amateurs. Ahh, to be 13 and the center of the universe again.
- I despise giving presentations, but I work in the corporate world and just have to. I once worked at this great consulting firm where I had to present quarterly to the whole company (40-50 people), and they let me be as creative as I wanted because they knew it was the only way to calm my nerves. I have lovely memories of giving presentations that incorporated a jumping toy frog, Twister, a mock-up of a National Enquirer (replete with horoscopes), and a giant cootie catcher/paper fortune teller. I dearly miss those people, those days.
- I have recurring panic dreams about being woefully behind on homework (usually organic chemistry lab experiments) or at dress rehearsal for a play where I haven’t bothered to learn my lines. I also keep dreaming that my parents are moving and we have mere hours to pack before the next family arrives, but nobody seems to care that all the closets and drawers and the entire basement haven’t been boxed up yet.
- I put ketchup on eggs. But doesn’t everyone?
- I was bound and determined to win the Pillsbury Bake-Off several years ago, but the thought of digesting more Pillsbury products in baking experiments made me want to hurl. The best recipe I came up with? A little casserole gem called “Come Blow Your Corn” made out of Bugles.
- I hate the word “fart.” In fact, I’m not sure I’ve ever said it. It pains me to even type it. Same goes for “treat” (except I can say that one sarcastically).
- I love dogs. But you already knew that.
- I don’t have a favorite color (okay, maybe purple), or a favorite food (unless everything under the “sugar” umbrella counts), or a favorite band (Spandau Ballet = horrid, but Jeff Tweedy still sets my heart a-flutter).
Share a quirk or two about yourself. Please. I can’t possibly be the weirdest person out there.
May 22, 2013 § Leave a Comment
Lately I’ve taken a shine to wandering through alleyways. Surprising subjects are nestled in these cozy side streets — structures like this little pink garage (with apologies to John Mellencamp for not capturing the pink house on the same plot).
May 21, 2013 § 3 Comments
I love my neighborhood. While I get bored with the same running and walking routes, I’m reminded that there is always something new to see or a new way to look at a familiar landmark or garden or street.
I often gaze at the romantic Dacotah Building, a stately structure in Cathedral Hill, and today on my run I tried to capture it at an angle I’ve often glanced at but never really observed.
May 20, 2013 § Leave a Comment
What I’m reading this week:
- “A Convenient Excuse” by Wen Stephenson (The Boston Phoenix, November 5, 2012)
- The Member of the Wedding by Carson McCullers (1946)
- What We Talk About When We Talk About Anne Frank by Nathan Englander (2012)
- “A Word From Our Sponsor: Public Television’s Attempts to Placate David Koch” by Jane Mayer (The New Yorker, May 27, 2013)
And a movie to adore:
- The Kid with a Bike (2011)