You Are Fencing |
 You're competitive but not brutally so. You compete to make yourself better. You find having an opponent to be challenging and rewarding. You are fierce when you're in a competition, but you don't wish your rivals any real harm. |
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Thom Hit Me!
My friend Thom at Thom's Place got tagged with this and then he tagged me! I am to answer 8 questions and then tag 8 others. Thom has a contest going on, on his blog with the prize being a $20 gift card to anyplace he can get a giftcard online. All you have to do is be the first to correctly guess how many people will complete his tag by Wednesday, and you have to do the tag.
So here are my answers:
1. Why did you start blogging? A lot of my knitting friends had blogs to record their knitting problems and show off their knitting successes. I don't know a lot of knitters in real life so before RAvelry, it was a way to communicate with others. It also was a way to keep family and friends updated on what's going on with Angie.
2. If you could travel anywhere in the world with no restriction of costs, where would it be and why? I would spend 9 months traveling all around Ireland, followed by 3 months in whichever little Irish town I liked best in a little cottage heated by peat. I guess because growing up, there were Italians, Irish, a smattering of Jews and me. I've been to Italy, (love to spend a year travelling through the Itallian countryside) I've always figured I'd be one of the foreign tourists killed in the strife around the Holy Land. My Irish friends grandparents however, told such wonderful, magical stories of Ireland. And reading fiction makes Ireland sound so wonderful, while being a knitter I covet Irish yarn (love thier sweaters!) AND let's be honest - the ale! My absolute hands down favorite beer Smithwicks is imported here from Ireland!
3. Did you have a teacher in school that had a great influence on your life? If so, what? Three actually. All from high School. Mr Eineker was an amazing math teacher, the first person to ever make math fun, not boring. Mr Beirne who I had for 2 years of physics, who also introduced me to the local astronomy club and encouraged my fascination with astrophysics. Mr Holland, my french teacher, who I had for 2 years before he was promoted to head of the Language dept. I worked in his office that last year. All three, while totally different, seemed to be the only ones in my school career, that could breakthrough my boredom and actually make me interested, like and even love the concepts they taught. I still love math, am fascinated by physics, ski every few years in Quebec for the french. And the best way to marry math and physics? Mech Engineering. And it was in school for this that I met Curt.
4. If you could spend the day with a famous person, who would it be, and what would you do?Leonardo DaVinci. Whatever he was doing that day. The man was the ultimate ADD genius. Art, Engineering, life sciences .
5. Toilet paper – over or under?What is wrong with people?? It's under. WHy is this an ongoing question?
6. Name one thing in your life that you would do over if possible. Not get fat.
7. Tell about your pets – if any.Well, there's Carl, and Hugo, and Abel - oh you meant animals didn't you? oops...
8. Do you live in a small town or a large town. (You don’t have to name the town.)Geographically large (46 or 49 square miles) but really a Mayberry ish suburb.
Now for my victims Grace - Lovin Comfort Knits Catherine - Bean Counting Knitter Amanda- Bloggin with Amanda Teresa- Girl With Needles Curt (don't think he'll do it)- Netman Julie - JuleeQue
So here are my answers:
1. Why did you start blogging? A lot of my knitting friends had blogs to record their knitting problems and show off their knitting successes. I don't know a lot of knitters in real life so before RAvelry, it was a way to communicate with others. It also was a way to keep family and friends updated on what's going on with Angie.
2. If you could travel anywhere in the world with no restriction of costs, where would it be and why? I would spend 9 months traveling all around Ireland, followed by 3 months in whichever little Irish town I liked best in a little cottage heated by peat. I guess because growing up, there were Italians, Irish, a smattering of Jews and me. I've been to Italy, (love to spend a year travelling through the Itallian countryside) I've always figured I'd be one of the foreign tourists killed in the strife around the Holy Land. My Irish friends grandparents however, told such wonderful, magical stories of Ireland. And reading fiction makes Ireland sound so wonderful, while being a knitter I covet Irish yarn (love thier sweaters!) AND let's be honest - the ale! My absolute hands down favorite beer Smithwicks is imported here from Ireland!
3. Did you have a teacher in school that had a great influence on your life? If so, what? Three actually. All from high School. Mr Eineker was an amazing math teacher, the first person to ever make math fun, not boring. Mr Beirne who I had for 2 years of physics, who also introduced me to the local astronomy club and encouraged my fascination with astrophysics. Mr Holland, my french teacher, who I had for 2 years before he was promoted to head of the Language dept. I worked in his office that last year. All three, while totally different, seemed to be the only ones in my school career, that could breakthrough my boredom and actually make me interested, like and even love the concepts they taught. I still love math, am fascinated by physics, ski every few years in Quebec for the french. And the best way to marry math and physics? Mech Engineering. And it was in school for this that I met Curt.
4. If you could spend the day with a famous person, who would it be, and what would you do?Leonardo DaVinci. Whatever he was doing that day. The man was the ultimate ADD genius. Art, Engineering, life sciences .
5. Toilet paper – over or under?What is wrong with people?? It's under. WHy is this an ongoing question?
6. Name one thing in your life that you would do over if possible. Not get fat.
7. Tell about your pets – if any.Well, there's Carl, and Hugo, and Abel - oh you meant animals didn't you? oops...
8. Do you live in a small town or a large town. (You don’t have to name the town.)Geographically large (46 or 49 square miles) but really a Mayberry ish suburb.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
At the Zoo: TT100
KIMBER & BERLEEN!
at once a week...a great milestone
Welcome to the September 2nd edition of
Thursday Thunks!
(which we always seem to post on Wednesday)
Where we make you think a little bit before you blog!
We pick a subject, and your job is to interpret it anyway you want.
Write about it on your blog... simple as that.
Maybe you can interpret it as a picture - we don't care!
Please only leave a link if you have written a Thursday Thunks post.
Don't forget to go visit the other participants' blogs.
Read and comment about all their Thursday Thunks responses!
That's what all this is about after all, isn't it?
We'll have so much fun and become lifelong friends....
Where we make you think a little bit before you blog!
We pick a subject, and your job is to interpret it anyway you want.
Write about it on your blog... simple as that.
Maybe you can interpret it as a picture - we don't care!
Please only leave a link if you have written a Thursday Thunks post.
Don't forget to go visit the other participants' blogs.
Read and comment about all their Thursday Thunks responses!
That's what all this is about after all, isn't it?
We'll have so much fun and become lifelong friends....
The TT questions are brought to you by Bud, the color of my neighbor's wife's eyes and the number 33,333.
1. Would you rather have a pet hippo or a pet elephant? ELephant - you can train them to do cool stuff, you can ride them. Hippo's are really really mean angry animals and will kill people for no apparent reasons.
2. Why do you think bananas are shaped the way they are?So that when I was in college, I would be able to have breakfast and screw with the boys' heads at the same time?
3. In one word (OK, you can go three to four MAX) , what do most people describe you as? Most as in generic population that has the misfortune of knowing me? Or the significantly smaller subset of my friends?
4. Choice (stupid but a choice…): Loss of vision, ability to speak or hearing - which do you choose? (you have to choose one....) It's like a law. But we can't make you. going to cheat hear. I'd pick hearing. I'm already partially deaf anyway.
5. Do you like lemons? Do you use them to clean with or just as a food source? Or are you saving them up for 2012? Love lemons! Go through a lot as I cook,never cleaned with them. Used to se them to highlight my hair when I was a kid.
6. When you are feeling icky with that sickness feeling, what is your first choice for feel-better medicine? Herbal tea - with fresh ginger root boiled in the water.
7. You are starving. You have not had anything to eat for days. In front of you is poison ivy, a live hissing cockroach, and a rotten stinky piece of some sort of mystery meat to eat. Which would you pick and why? If I had some salad dressing I'd go for the poison ivy. Why? Well I'm sort of cheating. I am not allergic to poison ivy, oak or sumac. I ripped a bunch out at my mom's house this spring. Nothing. ( I was really evil as a child. There was poison ivy in the woods behind the school. I got into a lot of fights. I'd make sure the fight would be nearby and I'd roll with the other kid through it. Seriously, I is evil)
8. Who was the last person you bought a present for? What was it? Will you buy Berleen one? Does a cupcake count? I bought Carl a cupcake yesterday for his birthday. I don't think a cupcake with mousse icing would make it to Berleen.
9. Name 3 things you want your kids to learn before they grow up. (If you don't have kids, feel free to explain to the other players why you chose the “no kids“ choice. Yea. I know. (Those who have children will NEVER get it. And no, don‘t explain it…) She already is 18! But they were - drive a stick shift (check) cook well enough that she won't be tempted by takeout (check) and be self-confident enough to hold her own (check, check)
10. What was your favorite toy as a child? What happened to it? My bb gun. I stopped playing with it when I got a real one. It's probably in my uncle's attic.
11. If you could paint your house ANY color you wanted and your friends, family & neighbors would love the color from the moment they saw it, what would it be? YELLOW
12. If the Pillsbury Dough Boy got into a fight with Mrs. Butterworth who would win? And would anybody get hurt? And do we seem desperate even asking? Totally would go to Mrs Butterworth - the woman's got a set of guns!
13. What was the last thing you would guess that Kimber took a picture of? Oh. And consider the meme listed below. Click on it. It rocks. The inside of her pocketbook?
1. Would you rather have a pet hippo or a pet elephant? ELephant - you can train them to do cool stuff, you can ride them. Hippo's are really really mean angry animals and will kill people for no apparent reasons.
2. Why do you think bananas are shaped the way they are?So that when I was in college, I would be able to have breakfast and screw with the boys' heads at the same time?
3. In one word (OK, you can go three to four MAX) , what do most people describe you as? Most as in generic population that has the misfortune of knowing me? Or the significantly smaller subset of my friends?
4. Choice (stupid but a choice…): Loss of vision, ability to speak or hearing - which do you choose? (you have to choose one....) It's like a law. But we can't make you. going to cheat hear. I'd pick hearing. I'm already partially deaf anyway.
5. Do you like lemons? Do you use them to clean with or just as a food source? Or are you saving them up for 2012? Love lemons! Go through a lot as I cook,never cleaned with them. Used to se them to highlight my hair when I was a kid.
6. When you are feeling icky with that sickness feeling, what is your first choice for feel-better medicine? Herbal tea - with fresh ginger root boiled in the water.
7. You are starving. You have not had anything to eat for days. In front of you is poison ivy, a live hissing cockroach, and a rotten stinky piece of some sort of mystery meat to eat. Which would you pick and why? If I had some salad dressing I'd go for the poison ivy. Why? Well I'm sort of cheating. I am not allergic to poison ivy, oak or sumac. I ripped a bunch out at my mom's house this spring. Nothing. ( I was really evil as a child. There was poison ivy in the woods behind the school. I got into a lot of fights. I'd make sure the fight would be nearby and I'd roll with the other kid through it. Seriously, I is evil)
8. Who was the last person you bought a present for? What was it? Will you buy Berleen one? Does a cupcake count? I bought Carl a cupcake yesterday for his birthday. I don't think a cupcake with mousse icing would make it to Berleen.
9. Name 3 things you want your kids to learn before they grow up. (If you don't have kids, feel free to explain to the other players why you chose the “no kids“ choice. Yea. I know. (Those who have children will NEVER get it. And no, don‘t explain it…) She already is 18! But they were - drive a stick shift (check) cook well enough that she won't be tempted by takeout (check) and be self-confident enough to hold her own (check, check)
10. What was your favorite toy as a child? What happened to it? My bb gun. I stopped playing with it when I got a real one. It's probably in my uncle's attic.
11. If you could paint your house ANY color you wanted and your friends, family & neighbors would love the color from the moment they saw it, what would it be? YELLOW
12. If the Pillsbury Dough Boy got into a fight with Mrs. Butterworth who would win? And would anybody get hurt? And do we seem desperate even asking? Totally would go to Mrs Butterworth - the woman's got a set of guns!
13. What was the last thing you would guess that Kimber took a picture of? Oh. And consider the meme listed below. Click on it. It rocks. The inside of her pocketbook?
Tomorrow, please join us!
This is a GREAT meme...
This week features the lyrics of ELVIS!
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
24 more hours still no pics from the slackers!
Seriously!! S. L. A. C. K. E. R. S!
So anyway, once we got Angie's bed made and her closet double rod hung, helped her hang her jeans, loaded desky stuff onto her desk I asked her what she wanted us to help her with next. Through the entire process, I have tried to make her own the process, as she owns her life. Now, I don't know if it was too little sleep, stress from the move or just bitchiness, but she TELLS me to "go find the laundry room and you can take Min with you if you want" Seriously, it took every fiber of self control not to knock her block off, and I leave the room and start walking down the hall. Min tells me that she knows where HER laundry is. I obviously know where mine is, and as we reach the end of her hallway, we find a nice window bench and a pretty comfortable chair. So we sit and people watch (sounds better than mock and judge doesn't it?)
There was an Indian gentleman in a full out suit, tie and silver cuff links, helping his daughter move in. Sadly, there were also several guys in dress pants, dress shirts ( a few ties) and sports jackets. A couple dress pants and dress shirt - one also with a tie. (Curt - shorts and a tee shirt. Min - jeans and a tee shirt, me- shorts and a tee shirt) As I am remarking to Min that this is not how one dresses to move one's child into a dorm a dad walked buy in elastic waist shorts and a giant baggy tee shirt that may have been as old as his child. I pointed him out and said THAT is how you dress to move your kid into a dorm.
There was a really tall kid moving into the room on the corner at the end of the hall. His door was open the entire time so we got a really good view of the proceedings. His dad was in dress khakis with a serious knife pleat ironed in. and a dress shirt (fortunately no tie) and a blue blazer. He comes across the hallway, looks at Min and myself - like gives us each a stare- an deposits 3 boxes right next to Min in a stack and returns to the room. I'm not sure since we were wearing black tee shirts and the people there to help the kids were wearing black shirts, if he thought we were with the school. Now the boxes weren't empty!! There was still stuff in the boxes!! Including something in the box that was the most hideous blue plaid on the planet. maybe the galaxy!
Now back to the kid. His name was Bill. how do we know his name was Bill? because he had a very precocious 4 year old sister, who spent most of the morning running unsupervised in and out of the room and around the hallway. Kind of annoyed me, because not for nothing, but there are a ton of people in and out of the hall and building. there was security but they weren't checking id's or signing people in and out. I do realize that would have been a logistical nightmare. The closes thing the girl had to supervision is her brother's roommate's 10 year old sister. And realistically, the parents don't know this kid! Some 10 year olds are very responsible, some are not. I was waiting for the 10 year old to have a stroke or coronary as after one time skipping down the hall, she was huffing and puffing and turning a definite strawberry color. the 4 year old's dad (man in blue blazer) looked to be almost if not just over 60. So Min and I were discussing whether she was an oops baby or 2nd wife syndrome. Then we saw her mom. I am now voting for oops baby.
Back to Bill. As I mentioned earlier he was tall, very tall, as in the top of the door frame hit him in the bridge of his nose. This height is very important to the story, and the fact that he was seriously skinny ( i guess all his nutrients went to skeletal bone structure?). While his parents futzed around with the practicalities of dorm life, his first goal upon getting to his room was to install one of those chin up devices in the doorway.... of his bathroom.
We continued to people watch ( mock and judge remember?) there was a girl whose mom and dad were each pushing a giant cart. Her brothers? were each rolling suitcases, her grandmother? was carrying a laundry basket toward her room. She was bee bopping down the hall carrying a teddy bear! There was a skinny boy, with a bright yellow bandana headband, a neon pink tee shirt, and plaid boxers hanging out his pants. Angie's roommate kept running up the stairs with her parents to her sister's room upstairs. There were students from the "hoot squad" and students from the honors college were going in and out of the rooms, checking on the kids, answering questions etc. There were the kid's mentors who also stopped into the rooms.
By now, Curt was with us as well and we came up with a hysterical practical joke. As I didn't have a single on me, Min provided me with one. I went up to one of these upper classmen who looked official like, and had a clipboard. (Clipboards add authority have you noticed?) I offered her the dollar to go into Angie's room. Ask for Angie by first and last name and tell her that there was a mix-up and she was in the wrong room and needed to move her stuff one floor up. (Angie's room had been swapped twice during the summer once right before her orientation/registration in July and once right after. WHat we did not know was when Angie went to check in to check in and get her key etc, All three rooms were still attached to her name. So they deleted 2 and gave her the key to the thrid) Now while most kids would look for their parents in this instance, Ange was calmly asking if the room was one of the first two rooms, was telling the girl that she needed to talk to someone becasue she was sure this was the right room and maybe there were additional mix ups. WE were out in the hall DYING. it was too funny. And the girl even made up a Victoria as the correct resident of the room. Finally the girl flat out told angie she should find her parents and go work this out. SO AS SHE COMES OUT OF THE DOORWAY, SHE SEES THE THREE OF US , PRETTY LITERALLY ROLLING ON THE FLOOR LAUGHING OUR ASSES OFF!!
She was pissed, but within a few hours admitted it was funny , and as word of it had spread around her hallway, she was pretty sure it would soon become freshmen move in legend.
We returned to our hallway window perch, just as the 4 year old, was begging her dad to go skipping down the hall. The chin up bar thing was still in the bathroom doorway. Now in a remarkable string of coincidence - at the very same exact time - the dad comes out still in his blue blazer, bends just about in half to hold the girls hand, tells the 10 year old that he taught the 4 year old to skip, and skips down the hall. It was the silliest thing you have ever seen! I AM LAUGHING SO HARD, I'M SNORTING, GASPING FOR AIR. At the exact same moment Min who is still watching the bathroom door, is rewarded when someone goes in the bathroom and tries unsuccessfully to close the door. Now She is also at the same time rolling on the window ledge, tears in her eyes laughing her ass off!
People are stopping to stare at the two of us, we keep laughing. people come out of their rooms to see what is going on, we keep laughing. Curt tells random strangers in the hallway (turns out to be her roommates parents) that he doesn't know us. (WHo does that? just tells a random person he doesn't know another random person? I know how Jesus felt being denied by Peter - but kept laughing) We would slowly stop laughing only to make eye contact and start laughing again. WHen we could finally talk to tell Curt WHY we were laughing we discover we were not even laughing at the same thing, but we each thought the other was laughing at whaT WE WERE. This led to even more laughter. And byt the time we were done the bar was no longer in the doorway. What made it so truly sad, was the kid was so tall, that he would have had to bend his knees to use it, and his calves wee so long that they then would have dragged up the wall. We're picturing him, sing it just going up on his toes and back down, saying "feel the burn, why isn't the burn working?" and laughed even more.
We then went to check into out hotel so we could leave one vehicle there, and went to Target to pick up some forgotten things, and then went to champs for lunch. As this post is getting long, and it is now past my bedtime, there will be another installment to this story, including the day and a half I then spent hanging 0ut with Min since Angie was busy! Stay tuned!!
Also, on another note, today is my good friend Carl's 42nd birthday.
Happy Birthday Sweetie!!
Inspiration
You Are Highly Inspiring |
 You believe that your life has a higher purpose, and you do all you can to achieve it. You are wise, and a lot of your wisdom comes from self discipline. You try to live as moderately and modestly as possible. You make room for rational, small indulgences... while living as ethically as you can. |
Sensational Haiku Wednesday
Sensational Haiku Wednesday
Welcome to “Sensational Haiku Wednesday!”
Click here for info and background on this weekly event!
The basics:Haiku is simple! It is 3 non-rhyming lines of 5, 7, and 5 syllables respectively (a great way to use your fingers!)
This week’s theme is: Secrets
Insecure nagging
What will OTHER people think?
Lock it up inside.
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