My cousin tagged me, which I have figured out means I need to do a blog entry with this theme. Since the purpose of this blog is to catalog many of the unremarkable things that happen to me every day, I'll just have to come up with some things you haven't heard before. Wish me luck.
2. I have a black cat named Max who turned 13 this week. I can remember the day I got him so well. He's been with me through some big changes in my adult life, and he's the biggest bundle of unconditional love. I don't appreciate him nearly enough, and it's getting harder to pay attention to him with 2 kids running our lives these days. Through it all, I know he's just secretly wishing he could live with my parents again, out on their screened-in porch.
3. I have several seasons of Buffy the Vampire Slayer on DVD, and I watch the musical episode from Season 6 about once a month. I treated myself to a viewing before heading back to work. Now I can't get Xander & Anya's tune out of my head.
4. I love love love the "In Memorium" segments on the Oscars and the Emmys, as they recall who died the previous year. Yes, I'm a morbid award show watcher. It always strikes me as a little wierd when people clap for the more famous people, like "Oh, he died!" (clap, clap, clap) Anyway, sometimes I get a little choked up and teary at the loss of so many talented people. I'm already a little sad just thinking about seeing Paul Newman's name up there next spring.
5. I do not know how to use a lawn mower. Or, as my husband would put it, I have refused to learn how to use a lawn mower. Yard work is not something I have tried to learn. I'm much more of a laundry person. This might explain why our bushes are completely overgrown, but right now the kids' clothes are clean, folded, and put away.
6. I got new contacts last week. Helen immediately noticed the glasses were gone, and she asked me if I had my contacts. She even said it correctly!
1 comment:
I, too, get choked up on the award show dead people list. I always watch them and usually am suprised by at least a few. The saddest I think I ever remember being was the year Jim Henson died. It was an awful loss.
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