Twenty-five Random Things About Me
1. I love and hate these things, like Marco; it's a lot easier if there are questions already given (favorite color? name of your pet?), but NOOOO. I have to start from the beginning. "And then when I was five...."
2. I used to be stuck on blue, then jewel green, a long time with white (5 Elements Chinese medicine people would have a terrific time with this); now, since I live in the desert, I'm fond of dusty rose and sage greens. Even the odd brown.
3. Just got a new pet, a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel named Bindi.
What I like about Bindi is that he likes ME, wants to do whatever I'm doing, and when he sits with me, he goes very very still. 4. I love traveling, though I overpack every time; I'm only now accepting that that is how it is.
5. I cry -- sometimes really hard -- at TV stories about military casualties; they're all the brothers I never had.
6. I feel guilty for not keeping up with my blog.
7. I feel guilty for not writing with discipline (e.g., get up every day at 5, write for 4 hours).
8. Hell, I feel guilty for not doing EVERYTHING with discipline (get up every day at 5, write for 4 hours, eat egg whites and dry toast, work out for 45 minutes, swim for another 45, meditate for an hour, read great literature for 2 hours, grind the flour to make the biscuits for dinner, etc.).
9. On the other hand, I wish I had used guilt more effectively when my kids were little. (On THEM, for God's sake, not on MYSELF! Jeez -- try to keep up.)
10. I cannot tell a lie. I've tried, but the unblinking gaze from my mother's large, liquid brown eyes killed lying for me forever.
11. I'm not worried about my neck, but the rippling skin on the insides of my forearms startles me. Again, I live in the desert, so I suppose that in the end my skin will look like that of Georgia O'Keeffe. And there's no Stieglitz hanging around to tell me it's ravishing (and then hit me? hm -- maybe I'm bettah off).
12. I do like the color of my eyes, which is greeny blue most of the time; I've been told that when I'm mad, they go really green. I don't know if that's true; when I'm mad I'm very focused and the focus is never on the color of my own eyes.
13. I can't stand hearing or reading about the suffering of animals. It's a real problem -- it just stops me in my tracks.
14. I'm an excellent driver, even now.
15. I'm not afraid of death, but I would surely like to pick the manner of the dying.
16. I'm a pretty good cook, but I don't think I'll ever again be able to do it all the time every day.
17. I think all of my kids are really funny and really smart. I wish I could avail myself of the delightful conversations they have among themselves, but it's similar to the frustration of a scientist with an experiment -- the fact of my being there alters the dynamic and they're just not as funny when I'm around. I miss them. I miss being almost one of them.
18. I like to sing, but only in chorus; the collaboration just thrills me.
19. Speaking of singing, Renée Fleming knocks my socks off.
20. I like butter, sugar and chocolate in most combinations.
21. I LOVE Sarticious gin, and Jon Girvetz will one day be sorry he introduced me to it.
22. I really don't have any regrets (though some residual guilt, see nos. 6-9 above). My life has been full and never, as they say, have I had a dull moment.
23. I like my hands, too, though they're big and not graceful at all; they pretty much do whatever I want them to, so far they'er not particularly arthritic, and they perform feats of reiki magic.
24. I think I have hermit tendencies, but I don't think it counts if, in solitude, I'm online with friends a pretty large portion of the day. Maybe I'm only hermitlike because of the comfy pajamas part.
25. I don't know enough about wine, but I know whom to ask about it.
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