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Sharing My World 7

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What is your favorite time of day?

Early morning, when the world is quiet, the coffee is hot and fresh and aromatically delicious, and I am curled up on the couch with my I-Pad reading my favourite blogs.  Scrolling through Facebook in case there’s something there to shock and amaze me or tell me something which will, without a doubt, immediately change my life.  Many pages make these kinds of promises but don’t deliver.  Well none have yet, anyway, but hey, you never know.

Early morning is for looking out the windows at my little corner of the world going about its morning business, full of busy people with their purposes and plans.  It’s about having the whole day ahead of me to fill with activities and actions and projects and deeds.  Or with absolutely nothing at all.

What’s your favorite charitable cause and why?

Cancer research.  Treatment and cures are admirable pursuits, but prevention deserves the most focus.  Because who of us has not lost someone,  somewhere,  to the big C?

How do you like to spend a rainy day?

If it’s simply warm and drizzly, not blustery and cold with the power to turn ones umbrella inside out, there’s something purely delightful about a long walk in the rain.  Even if it ruins your hair.  We live in a place where the air is so bone dry it can glue your contact lenses to your eyeballs.  When it rains, the clean fresh air and humidity and the deep, cleansing breaths you take to clear your lungs and your head are amazing – you can’t order that on Amazon.  I love all rainy days, including the ones not fit to be out in, because inside and out they wash the crap and the cobwebs away.

When writing by hand do you prefer to use a pencil or pen?

Pencils are for drawing.  Pens are for writing brilliant things like lists.  If it’s worth writing, it’s worth putting down in indelible ink.  Purple gel is always a good choice.  However, when I wrote things on patient files I used erasable pens (with boring black ink) so that I could appear to be a decisive professional who did not have to scratch out stupid statements containing spelling mistakes.  Has anyone thought of inventing a purple gel auto-correct spell-checking pen?  I’d buy one of those.

Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?

I am grateful for the strong anti inflammatory medication I am taking which has reduced the puffiness in my face to such an extent that the dark circles under my eyes are remarkably more noticeable.  Well, at least I know it’s doing something.  I am looking forward to seeing my up-north grandchildren after Halloween.  I am looking forward to Halloween being over so those little candy bars will stop calling my name.

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Share Your World Week 43

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Pens

Cin’s Feb Challenge :  Buy a new pen or dig out your fave one.

Yes, okay, I do have a few pens in my house….

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….and probably should not be allowed to buy any more.  But hey, who’s going to stop me?

These two containers of pens and markers are on the desk in the bedroom.  I could gather up all the rest of the pens from their various locations around my home, but I won’t because I don’t have all day.

At work I always carry three pens in my lab coat pocket.  I panic if I don’t have three.  If I happen to set one of them down and you pick it up and wander off with it, I will hunt you down.  At one point I had eleven pens in my purse, but I don’t think there’s that many in there now.  If there’s more, that would be embarrassing, so I’m not going to look. Believe whatever you want.

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Here’s three I quite like, but not necessarily more than all the others, because choosing a favourite pen is like deciding on a favourite child.  Very difficult to do, and no good can come of it.

The one in the middle I got at a little gift shop at Tintern Abbey in Wales in 2007.  If the writing hadn’t worn off the sides it would look more like a keepsake I guess.  I never use this pen because I want to keep it forever and I don’t want it to run out of ink.  So far this is working well.

The other two are sustainable pens made by Seltzer Goods  and are supposed to be eco friendly and write for seven years.  But that’s not why I got them.  I got them because I like Chapters and elephants and coffee.  And pens.

While I was writing this (without a pen) W actually had the nerve to take that black pen from this serious little group photo and claim it as his own!  He says he likes it because it’s not one of those inky gel things.  I started to protest that he can’t have THAT particular pen and he had the nerve to interrupt me by asking if I didn’t think I had so many damned pens that I wouldn’t miss it.  The nerve.

Of course I wouldn’t miss it if I hadn’t seen him take it.  Men are so weird.

What’s In The Bag?

The other day I was wondering why my handbag was so heavy and threatening to break my arm and dislocate my shoulder.  So I emptied the contents onto the kitchen table.


Everyone lugs around eight pens and a fork, right?  That thing on the right is NOT a fork, its’ a back scratcher with a collapsible telescopic handle that I apparently decided one day I should never leave home without.  And I need two flashlights because….you never know when you might need two flashlights.

I’ve since lightened the load considerably.  And don’t worry, I threw away the gum.  Ewwww.

This has been kind of like baring my soul.  Hope it didn’t ruin your Saturday.

Can’t Leave Home Without…..

When I leave home I cart off with me all the usual stuff – handbag, cell phone, car keys, wrist watch, water bottle, tissues, glasses, sunglasses, drivers license, make up, hand lotion, a lot of lip gloss, five pens and about a hundred and ten plastic cards. And still I feel like I’ve forgotten something.

My grandma used to drive us crazy running around at the last minute to water all her house plants. There were a lot of them and the wait was therefore long. I caught myself doing that once, right before leaving for the airport. I rationalized that since I was going away for a couple of weeks and not just a couple of hours that I was not being crazy like grandma. But after that I got rid of all my house plants, just in case.

I’d like to say I never leave home without my lists, but that would be a blatant lie. If I do find one after much scrounging around in pockets and purse, it is very likely to be something I scribbled to myself last week and I can’t remember if I got everything on it or not. And this would explain why there are three jars of peanut butter in my cupboard and no toilet paper in the bathroom. However, if I suddenly develop chapped lips on my outing, I certainly have that covered.

So what might happen if I forget something? Who knows? Life as I know it would come to an abrupt end, or, a more likely scenario, I’d simply not remember what it was I forgot.

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