Favourite thing to photograph? Write? Or Cook?
I like to photograph my art work in different lights and mess around editing the colours. Then I can see things that need fixing. Isn’t that weird? You would think flaws would be easier to see in real life rather than on a screen. I also like to take pictures of the outside from the inside, i.e. my back and front yards through the windows. That is also weird, but I expect the novelty will wear off soon. Well let’s hope so anyway. Lately it’s my jungle themed Christmas. See above for clarification. Or consternation, your choice.
Obviously I enjoy writing about myself, I do so much of it, and that probably will never get old for any of us, because what else do we know more about? Or less about and are still trying to write it all down to figure it out? Poetry (even if it’s bad) is fun and challenging, but I haven’t written any for a long time. And short stories are as ambitious as my fiction gets. I don’t think I have the attention span to write anything longer.
There is nothing I LIKE to cook. The only reason I do it at all is to keep myself from starving to death.
Did you like swinging as a child? Do you still get excited when you see a swing?
Yes, I loved swinging as a child! No, I don’t get excited when I see swings these days because they’re never old tires tied to thick ropes dangling from real trees! Now that’s exciting. Dad made those for us as well as the kind with big fat board seats. And here’s another weird thing. Kids twisting themselves around and around until the swing ropes are super tight and then letting themselves go to spin back in the other direction until they’re so dizzy they could puke. Best fun ever. Second best fun for us was going as high as we could go until we were at the peak of the forward swing and then jumping off into nothing but blue sky. We wanted to see who could travel the greatest distance and marked our landing spots in the dirt with a stick. My brother always won that one, no contest. The last time we played it he also broke his arm.
What has surprised you about blogging?
How much I like people! Well, that came out wrong. How connected I feel to so many different bloggers from so many different places, who have lives so very different from mine. And yet we are alike. It’s a beautiful thing. So many people with so many stories to tell, so many friends I’ve never met but have come to know and love and look forward to hearing from every day. And when they’re not around I miss them.
List at least five favorite desserts.
Well what a thing to ask of a newly diagnosed diabetic. Three months ago if I thought about it at all, I imagined diabetics were people who ate entire cakes for breakfast and a box of donuts for lunch. I can take or leave desserts and rarely eat them, so it all seemed terribly unfair. I have learned so much since then. Like how lucky I am to not crave sweet things. My body has a hard enough time with potatoes or bananas or toast.
Anyway, yes, I remember desserts! Chocolate ice cream, brownies, coconut cream pie, carrot cake with cream cheese frosting and chewy oatmeal raisin cookies. I like those five, but can’t remember the last time I ate any of them. I think it’s strange how we mess around with fruit making it in to pies and jams and cobblers and tarts. Just eat the damn raw fruit, it’s fine the way it is. Said the person who hates to cook.
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 that W has not mentioned anything about Christmas music until today. Wow, the 17th of December. That’s gotta be a new record. Normally by the 7th or so I am already having that swing twirling puke-type reaction to anything Jingle Bells related. Now we have the sat radio on one of the (least offensive to me) Christmas stations. He set the volume and I turned it down a notch. See how we compromise and get along? If he turns it to the country channel we are getting a divorce.
So next week is Christmas! Wow, that snuck up on us while we weren’t looking. There will be a turkey dinner but I don’t know yet what day, just that it will be after the 25th this year. I like to carry on my mother’s tradition of celebrating Christmas on whatever day appears to be the one on which the highest number of people are likely to show up. The Wing-It Family Christmas.
W’s six-week check up is next week (he will actually be seven weeks post op by then) and he should get the okay to drive, fingers crossed. The chauffeurs life is not for me and I will gladly give it up.
Have a Happy Thursday and a great rest of the week!