Posts Tagged ‘birthday’

Sunday Stealing 29er


16 May

Here we are once again, I’m doing the Sunday Stealing 29er meme, which sounded interesting. Care to join me?

1. What bill do you hate paying the most?

Credit card. I hate being reminded of how much we spent last month.

2. Where was the last place you had a romantic dinner?

Olive Garden – for my birthday

3. How many colleges did you attend?

One

4. Why did you choose the shirt that you have on right now?

I’m wearing a dress. It’s cool and comfy.

5. First thought when the alarm went off this morning?

It didn’t go off, so I thought the clock was broken.

6. Last thought before going to sleep last night?

I hope my migraine doesn’t keep me up.

7. What do you miss being a child?

My parents.

8. What errand/chore do you despise?

Cleaning the bathroom. I think the dust bunnies are becoming intelligent.

9. Have you found real love yet?

Well… yeah.

10. What do you get every time you go into Wal-Mart?

We have a K-Mart here. We buy my husband’s yearly bike there, sometimes shoes.

11. Do you think marriage is an outdated ritual?

Nope.

12. What famous person would you like to have dinner with?

Jason Isaacs as Capt. HookSeverus Snape – and NO, that doesn’t mean I want to have dinner with Alan Rickman. If you’re going to MAKE me choose a famous person then it would have to be… Jason Isaacs.

13. Ever had to use a fire extinguisher for its intended purpose?

Nope. Cross my fingers, throw salt, and knock on wood.

14. Somewhere in California you’ve never been and would like to go?

Monterey. My mother’s there, and I met my husband there. It’s a great place to live, but good god a’mighty it’s freakin’ expensive! I know it said, ‘never been’, but I don’t wish to go anywhere else I haven’t been. I’m not comfortable doing that.

15. At this point in your life would you rather start a new career or a new relationship?

Hell no! I’m still working on the first career and relationship. I expect to die when I get them perfected.

16. Do you have a “go to” person?

My husband. He ‘goes to’ work, he ‘goes to’ the store, he ‘goes to’ get my meds. Fun life, huh?

17. Are you where you want to be in life?

I always expected to be someplace else. It’s taken me all this time to not just accept where I am in life, but to be content and enjoy it. I think, if you can manage that, you’ve unlocked one of the many secrets of Life.

18. Over the years, what about you do you think has changed the most?

I’m more cynical. I used to make friends easily. I needed to be liked. I still want to be liked, but I can’t go near a possible relationship without a twenty-foot pole and some Bad Human Raid. Not only have people hurt me in “real life” but I’ve been hurt through the internet as well.

19. Looking back at high school were they the best years of your life?

Nooooooo!

20. Are there times you still feel like a kid?

Everytime I have a birthday. Ye gods, I just turned 47 and I can’t believe it.

21. Where was the hang out spot when you were a teenager?

The corner adjacent to the Principal’s office where myself and four other outcasts stood for ten minutes before the start of classes bell rang. I didn’t really start “hanging out” with any friends until I was very nearly 30. Some very good, young friends, gave me a taste of youthful rebellion and we had some “interesting” times between the Monterey Sheraton, the Jack Swan Theatre, and Fisherman’s Wharf, in Monterey.

22. Who do you think impacted your life the most?

Cindy. She and I barely talk these days, neither of us write, and we don’t chat much online, either. However, she’s always going to be my best friend because she taught me how to enjoy life, even when I was freakin’ scared of it. Cindy opened doors I never imagined, not to mention she comped me to a lot of local theatre shows. Because of her, I had a stint in acting that was, surprisingly, fun and gave me quite a few memories. She’s one of the few, rare, honest to goodness, downright good people out there, so if you’re her friend, you’re damn lucky.

23. Was there a teacher or authority figure that stood out for you?

Raymond D. Ham. He finally got it through my thick skull that I wasn’t stupid. He was one of the few adults that treated me as an adult; something he did for all his students. Because of his confidence in me, I was able to find a bit of bravery to prank him in front of the whole class. He left teaching when I graduated, and I think that was rather sad. I always had the feeling that his superiors didn’t appreciate him, but I hope he knew that his students, especially this one, did.

24. Do you tell stories that start with “when I was your age”?

I have no one to tell stories to. No kids. No neices or nephews nearby to tell things to.

25. What is the scariest thing that has happened to you as an adult?

Nearly bleeding to death in the hospital because no nurses believed me that I was still bleeding. Thank god that my surgeon came along and saw what was going on minutes before he was about to send me home.

26. What advice would you give to someone about to get married?

Be sure this is someone you want to spend the rest of your life with. If you don’t have confidence in the relationship, then don’t be an idiot. Don’t get married. I happen to believe that marriage is a committment.

27. What advice would you give someone starting their first job?

Do what your boss tells you to do and show up on time, but if you hate the job and you have an alternative, then take it. Don’t just sit there and take crap if you don’t have to. It’s not worth the stress. Me, I just went nuts. Literally.

28. If you could go back and change one thing you did, what would it be?

I’d learn to draw faces. I have neither the patience nor the energy to learn such a thing these days. It’s a pity, because although I’m quite a good abstract artist, it doesn’t allow me to draw the pictures in my mind.

29. If you could go back and change one thing someone else did, what would it be?

The person I’d like to change, I don’t believe could change, so I wouldn’t bother. There are just some things you have to accept, stop your regrets about it, and move forward. That’s what I’m trying to do.

47: Should I be Depressed?


29 Apr

Today is my birthday. My husband will be taking me to Olive Garden where I will indulge in food I normally cannot eat because its not good for me and ‘we’re on a diet’. How come when I go on a diet, he doesn’t? Do all husbands do that?

I’m forty-seven. 47.

Last year I was 46.

Year before, 45.

Physically, I sometimes wake up with enough aches to make me feel as though I’m 80.

You know, counting up these years were fun when I couldn’t wait to grow up, got a purple bike and cake for my birthday, but it’s annoying these days.

I still get the cake, but it’s only a slice. I don’t get a bike anymore. I’ve the balance of a drunkard these days. That sucks, btw, because I’ve only been a drunk once, and great balance was one of those things I had that I thought was cool.

Back to the numbers thing. It bugs me. I can’t get it out of my head that since I’m this old I ought to feel “47″ as though it has a certain way it should feel, and if I don’t, I’m not quite right.

The fact is, I’ve never been quite right. I’m rather pleased about that. I’ve done my share of stupid things (playing a prank in a hotel of Mafioso is STEW-PID), have my share of regrets (gotten over my fear of driving), and met Death at least four times (age two – pneumonia, fourteen – Missouri bridge, age 38 – almost bled to death, and age 44 – sleeping pills).

Death and I have a tentative truce right now: I agree to stop calling him when he’s in the shower, and he’s agreed to come and get me when the time is right.

I like being ‘not quite right’. It’s taken me 40 some odd years to be proud of the fact that I’m not like everyone else and I’m content to take my own path. If it’s rocky and foggy, I deal. It’s what I chose, and it works for me.

I think this is something I said, one way or another on this blog, and maybe it’s becoming a bit repetitve, but when you’ve taken so long to get someplace, and are content with it, you can’t help but marvel over that fact. It’s akin to realising that your still alive the next morning and actually rather happy about such a thing.

Soooo, I don’t have children, I don’t go have coffee with ‘the girls’ since there aren’t any, and my computer is my world. For good or bad, it’s my life, and truth be told, this is the second year I can smile and the smile isn’t fake. I am happy, content (but not complacent) and I don’t feel 47.

Happy birthday to me.

Susan’s 47, too. So put that in your hat for breakfast!

45 Today & That’s All I have to Say to That


29 Apr

Yep, it’s me birthday. We celebrated yesterday by going to see Hot Fuzz and eating at Olive Garden. Olive Garden was a gift certificate from my in-laws. I’m real happy to say that I was able to eat a few of my favorites and my tummy behaved. Dessert was a Marie Callendar’s chocolate creme pie. Yum!

Today is quiet. I put up my newest theme, Gold Waves. Not certain if I’m all that thrilled with it. I think I need to do some serious thinking about contrasting colors, and adding in some white. My last theme, the three column one, had some very good contrast. I just wasn’t all that thrilled about using three columns.

Almost forgot two things: first one, I managed to get a gallery working on my blog. This uses the SimpleFlickr plugin to pull in a set of your photos. There’s another gallery plugin I want to try out soon, but it’s a bit more complicated and requires some manual uploading of thumbnails. Second thing: I received the Original Poetry Magnets for my birthday, so until I’m bored silly, I’m subjecting everyone to my refrigerator pithy wisdom.

I Have Been Here Before

I am seeking a question.