Kreativ Blogger?

Thanks to Mari's World for the Easter-hued Kreativ Blogger award pictured above. I will now bore you with the proverbial seven things about me that you don't know (sorry). This may be a difficult task, as I'm all about self disclosure. Still, I will try to think of a few things I haven't blathered on about yet.

1. I don't even know how to operate a sewing machine. My mom tried to teach me once, but it didn't take. Note: I am a veritable whiz at hemming by hand, but only because I HAD to learn. Back in the day, there were no petites, and I'm a shortie. (Not the ghetto-girlfriend kind, but the my-legs-will-never-be-long kind). *sigh*

2. I once knew a wild pigeon named Sandy Blue who literally came when I called and would land on my arm, head, or shoulder. Best pet ever! (We nursed the feathered friend back to health after an injury, and that bird and I bonded, big-time.)

3. I am a major fan of Good Humor drumsticks (those pre-packaged ice cream cones with chocolate and peanuts on top). Be still my heart. The sugar fast is getting to me! Only nine more days...

4. I don't like to play games, especially board games (which I think should be spelled "bored" games). Scrabble is a bit of an exception, but I even get tired of that. Winning is so exhausting. heehee

5. Despite majoring in French, minoring in English, and earning a teaching certificate for secondary ed, I never taught school. There were no jobs available when I graduated, so I worked as a legal secretary (which paid more, anyway) until I had my first child. Once the chickens flew the coop, I went back to the same work for seven years. Now I am gloriously and joyously retired.

6. I'm thinking pretty seriously about writing another book on parenting. I have a lot of thoughts on the subject, most of them old-fashioned, so it's entirely possible there wouldn't even be a market for it. Hence, my hesitation. Still, I would like to organize my ideas and get them down on paper, so I haven't closed the door on book number four. (If I decide against parenting, I will probably work on a Christmas book with a collection of my Christmas Eve short stories, a few Christmas poems I've written over the years, and a couple of songs I've done for special programs.) Either way, I'm ready for a new project!

7. Once, when I was flying to Florida for a Caribbean cruise, a lady walked out of the bathroom (where I was waiting in line) and threw up all over me. I confess that I did not feel charitable, as I couldn't help wondering why on earth she came out before finishing her "business."

;)

PS. I took off my shirt and washed it in the little sink with powdered soap, but it did NOT do the trick. Not an auspicious beginning to my dream vacation! (total gross out)

PPS. I had a terrific blogging experience this week when Karen of Still Crazy after All These Years spent one day and the night at my house before her job interview in San Francisco. Isn't it neat when online friends meet and exceed your expectations? We talked, had lunch, shopped, drove around a bit, went out to dinner (notice the I-don't-like-to-cook theme here), talked some more, and watched American Idol. All in all, a GREAT day. Thanks for coming, Karen!