Wednesday Hodgepodge ~ a Day Late

1. What is one area of your life where you're a perfectionist? Is that a good thing?

   Notebooks. I love all kinds of paper but making the first mark in a new notebook takes careful precision and never do I feel worse than when I accidentally scribble and mess up in a new notebook. I wouldn't say that's a bad thing, though it sure is a pain sometimes.

2. What's something you find perfectly ridiculous?

 Now this is nothing new to you all I'm sure, but Geometry is something I find completely pointless (no pun intended). I know I always slam Geometry into every "what's something horrible?" question, but it's only because it fits the bill perfectly. In fact, I almost cried the other day when my Geometry teacher brightly announced that I'd be doing Geometry combined with Algebra from now till the end of this semester.

3. What's a skill you've developed by way of that old fashioned saying, 'practice makes perfect?

  Definitely my whole baking experience. I have so much farther to go, but no longer does curdled buttercream scare me, up next I want to attempt making puff pastry, now that scares me, but in a good way.

4. What's your idea of a perfect breakfast?

  One that tastes awesome and has no calories. (Just kidding.) I absolutely love oat pancakes topped with creamy yogurt and fresh sweet blueberries, I'm making myself hungry just thinking about it.

5. What's a trip, holiday, vacation, or day outing you've taken that you'd rate a perfect 10? Tell us why.

   My Mum, Diane, and I have been taking a bunch of fun outings in general lately, between our trips to and from our home school group, taking walks on our nearby trail, and spontaneous drives throughout the countryside I've been having my fill of adventure and I love it.

6. What quote or saying perfectly sums up your life right now? If you can't do perfect, how about one that comes close?

  Sometimes what you're most afraid of doing is the very thing that will set you free.

7. How would you spend $300 today?

  I would absolutely love to go and buy all of the cookbooks I've been dreaming about lately, I would buy the dress I need for my part in the home school group's play, and I'd buy the waffle iron that my Mum and I need.  

8.  Insert your own random thought here.

    A few days ago we went for a walk on our nearby trail. We had walked about a mile and a half and then we turned around to walk back to our truck. Sean, since he was exhausted, looked at me with his puppy dog eyes and asked quietly if I could carry him back. Being the older sister that I was (and the sucker for puppy dog eyes) I scooped up Sean and started walking back with him. He wrapped his little arms tightly around my neck and excitedly told me that if I walked fast I could beat Mum and Diane back to the truck. So step after step I trudged on, keep in mind that Sean is no little baby, he's already a kindergarten-er so he was quite heavy and only got heavier the farther I walked, it got to the point where I felt like a slug, one that had been stepped on one too many times. He kept on giving me excited updates on how far ahead we were, I smiled and nodded but all I could think about was how very log-like my legs felt, and how my arms felt like they could snap off. Half way to our truck Sean came up with the brilliant idea that if he put his baseball cap on my head, maybe I could walk faster, so, vision half-obscured, I stumbled onward. Eventually we reached our truck and he whooped victoriously but all I wanted to do was collapse. When Mum and Diane finally caught up they inquired why I was running the whole way back, I believe it was about then that I laughed hysterically.