Wednesday Hodgepodge

 

1. June 23rd is National Pink Day. What's your favorite something pink?

  My favorite something pink is a long, lacy scarf I had crocheted.

2. What did you enjoy most about gym class when you were in school? How about the least?

  I actually don't have gym class, but I do love all the little activities I get to do outdoors during school season, like playing tennis, and baseball, but I think running is my absolute least favorite form of exercise, and honestly I don't think people mind not having to see me tripping and running like a wounded chicken.

3. What memory is brought to mind by the smell of roses?

  Oh the marvelous smell of roses!

  I still remember my Dad giving my Mom a lovely bouquet of roses as a surprise when she returned home from a lengthy hospital stay.

4. Do you prefer to read or write?

  Reading has been my favorite thing to do ever since first grade.

  Writing is also one of my favorite things to do, though it is mostly in my beloved binder that I call my "Idea Book."

5. Sam Keen is quoted as saying, 'Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability.' Would you agree? Is laziness ever respectable? How will you be lazy this summer?

 I don't think that there is ever a proper time to be lazy, and I would most definitely not call it respectable.

  I will relax this summer by reading lots of books and taking long walks with Diane.

6. The Florida Keys, Disney World, or a resort somewhere on the Gulf Coast...which Florida destination would you choose (and why) if the trip were today?

  I would love to go to a resort somewhere on the Gulf Coast just because it sounds like the dreamiest place to go in the summer.

7. What question do you hate to answer?

  Somehow this answer popped readily into my mind,"Do you like Me or Janet better, and I won't take both for an answer" (the names of course, aren't the names of anyone I know)

8.  Insert your own random thought here. 

  When I was much younger I used to think that being a teen would be dreamy (like living in a musical) I used to have visions of running through fields of buttercups, reading a book under our huge maple tree in our yard, wading in our creek with long draping skirts, and magically love tea so much I should have a destined teatime each day.

  Though none of those things have happened to me I still find my self entranced with the beautiful singing of  birds, and the feeling of  wonder every time I stand on our top porch when rains with the wind whipping through my hair. My teen years might not be filled with the glories of elegant things you see in musicals but at least I can see and feel the beauty of what life brings to open eyes.