Everyday Life | Book Chatter

There are rules, but I am a rebel. I never follow them nor will I post them again as I already did this meme before. BUT, Lisa asked me some new questions and since most people like to read about the bloggers they choose to spend time with, here ya go:

All questions are from Lisa over at Books. Lists. Life.

1. Could you eat the same thing for lunch every day? What would it be?

I could eat a salad every day, but the stuff inside of it would have to vary. I’d get bored of the same ingredients day in and day out.

2. How many library books do you have checked out right now?

I have four library books checked out, and eleven audio books (the max).

3. Do you feel strongly about specific music? or more of a music in general type person?

I like old school jazz much more than I let on. It’s not that it’s a secret or anything, but there are only certain times when I can play it and really enjoy it. After my workout in the morning, when I get back to my desk here at work, I really let it fly. I love Duke Ellington and Ella Fitzgerald.

4. What is your favorite brick and mortar retail store?

Barnes and Noble, for obvious reasons. I have no indies near me and our Borders closed. Sephora is a close second.

5. What is your favorite online store?

Sephora. I could spend hours looking up beauty creams, perfumes, etc. I am one of those high maintenance women who appear to be low maintenance.

6. What is your favorite moment of heartstopping romantic tension? (Book, movie, music, tv, real life, art, anywhere.)

I am not sure what this question is really asking. When I am watching a movie, and two people who are obviously made for each other, can’t seem to make it work and the girl walks away… I always want to yell…go after her dumbass! Is that what you mean?

7. What is the first book you remember reading?

The Giving Tree was probably the first book I read on my own. It always made me sad but I read it over and over again and when I went to the library, I always found it to read yet again even though I owned a copy.

8. Are you creative in any way? How so?

If time were not an issue, I am very creative. I used to make cards and I love to write. I have a work space set-up in my garage for crafting, but it often remains unused because every time I go out there, the dog finds me, then The Girl finds me and then somehow The Boy makes it out there too. For the writing part, I think I am going to enroll in a creative writing class so I will have the rigidity of a syllabus to keep me in check. I really want to write a novel, but I can’t seem to take the next step. Taking a class might help me with that.

9. Not counting your family, pets, and vital personal documents/pictures, what one thing would you save in a fire?

My MacBook. Although it’s limping along and might be better off in the fire.

10. What is your favorite type of vacation (museums, beach, cabin, mountains, theme parks)?

The perfect vacation for me would be at least two weeks long and involve a combination of these activities. Maybe a day of rest by the beach or lake and then the next day, fun at a theme park or museum. My family gets bored easily. I don’t. I could watch the ocean all day long and not even have to eat, but the children…they need to eat and The Hub… he is often the worst one. Sighing and making a pissed off face at me when he thinks he could be doing something more exciting.

11. What is the most surprising or unexpected thing you’ve done in the last 12 months?

This is embarrassing. There is a website called youparklikeanasshole.com. Have you heard of it? You can print off these notices to leave on people’s windshields when they park like asses (take up two spaces, double-park, leave you only an inch to get into your car, etc.) Well, I came across just such a driver and I left a notice on their windshield and then got caught. Apparently, she didn’t park like an asshole on purpose. Her car died and she was waiting for a tow truck. I felt this small, and I felt stupid. It was a dare and I never accept dares and never do anything as stupid as that and let me tell you, as much as I want to tell people they park like assholes, I never will again. Even when I had to crawl into my car from the back door because I had less than two inches on either side of me. Nope, never again.

Enlightening, isn’t it?

Here it is, nearly 7pm my time and I am just now getting to my Sunday Salon post. If time moved any faster, I’d miss it.

Today started off good. I made bacon and eggs and we settled in to a great Sunday morning, finished off nicely by two cups of cinnamon coffee. BUT…The Girl’s Toastmaster’s speech is due this Friday which means that memorization needs to happen between now and then and let me tell you, it just was not happening. She got irritated with me (unbelievable, I know) and I got majorly irritated with her attitude. The next thing I knew, there was screaming and yelling.

BUT, we had plans to hit the zoo so we put the speech aside and figured that some fresh air and sun, is what we all needed. The Boy had his oral surgery last week and was still out of it, so the fresh air would do him good too. What we didn’t expect were crowds of people. It has NEVER been that crowded before. The parking lots were full and I was already on edge but we tried to make the best of it.

After The Girl flipped out over two chimpanzees fighting over an apple, I just about lost it. I went off and stared at the giraffes for awhile and tried to lose myself in their eating routine. I know their fighting scared her, but it was so interesting to watch and there was no way we could since she screamed her special, high-pitched scream, the one that only an eight-year-old girl can do. I mean really, if there had been any glass nearby we would have been in trouble.

So, we left. Drove home. Picked up stuff to BBQ and then got all bickery (my word) when the meat was overcooked. It’s me, I know it’s me. I am on edge. I don’t particularly care for hordes of people and everyone at the zoo just rubbed me the wrong way. You don’t knock on an enclosure to wake a big cat up and you certainly don’t use a spray bottle to try to wake them up either. Everywhere I turned, I saw dumb people.

The overcooked meat has been put away. The speech has been shortened by at least a minute and I am about to dive back into Wish You Were Here, which ironically is about people being together in a small confined space (cottage by the lake).

I won’t be able to catch-up with everyone’s blog posts tonight but I will catch-up with everyone tomorrow morning. Oh, and if you had a day like mine, I am sending you calming vibes to get you through the evening.