It’s Monday, so I’ll start this blog week with sunshine. A sweet writer friend, Darlene Foster, sent me the Beautiful Blogger Award. Thank you for this pretty award, Darlene.
The rules say I have to list seven random things about myself. I presume these seven things should not be repeats from previous awards posts, which complicates the situation. I thought about this for almost two weeks and never came up with anything interesting, so this is what you get:
- I have no fear of spiders, mice, bees, etc. I’m not fond of snakes, though.
- The second cat I owned had a very short neck. He was the Silvio of The Cat Sopranos.
- I can’t eat salmon. It gags me.
- It’s almost impossible for me to fill out “favorites” lists because I’m so indecisive.
- The first movie I remember seeing at the theater was Elephant Walk with Elizabeth Taylor. I was five. My mother didn’t have a babysitter. The only scene I remember is when the elephants destroy the plantation.
- I consider myself a good speller, but nine times out of ten, I misspell occurred.
- I have at least one clear memory of all twenty-eight apartments or houses I’ve lived in since I was eighteen months old. Unfortunately, only two apartments were outside the U.S. (Germany) and all the rest were in only two U.S. states (Indiana and California). How exciting would it be to say I’ve lived in twenty-eight places around the world?
So, that’s it. Isn’t that a pathetic roundup of random things? I think it’s safe to say there’s not a memoir in my future.
As usual, I’m supposed to pass this award on to other bloggers (10-15 in this instance), but I’m not going to name anyone. If you want, slap this pretty award up on your blog and list your seven random things—then leave me a comment to let me know to come read yours.
Linda Cassidy Lewis 
I love learning these things about you. It’s cool that you remember your first movie, I don’t think I ever saw Elephant Walk. Thanks for mentioning me. XO
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There’s no accounting for the odd things that stick in your mind, is there, Darlene? I think I rooted for the elephants. 🙂
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Well, we’ll just have to fiction up that memoir, then! We’ll sit around and drink wine and eat fabulous meals until we come up with some juicy and awesome stuff to report. It’ll be the memoir of the century!
I thought it was a cute post, and I loved your answers. I wish you had said that you love to catch snakes and release them into the wild; I would have definitely began calling you anytime I find one in my yard. I don’t find them often, but when I do, I’m useless at doing anything about it. Yikes!
Have a great week!
-JImmy
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Well, if we’re fictionalizing memoir, we could both come up with a fantastic ones, Jimmy! Hey, we could make the San Joaquin Valley the hot new destination and save the economy! Dream big, I say. 🙂
Sorry about your snakes, but please don’t send them up here.
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Why yes, I’ll take your salmon. Too bad it makes you gag. But I suppose you won’t be passing on that porterhouse steak on your plate. 🙂
Don’t worry about that snake over there. The cat will take care of it. Cats are their natural predators.
Where in Germany? When I was little, we were stationed in Frankfurt. (My dad was in the Army.)
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Guilty, David, I’m a carnivore. Cats kill snakes? I didn’t know that. Mine is an indoor cat, so I guess if one ever gets in the house, she’ll handle it … if she’s not busy napping or eating. 🙂
My husband was in the Army there, stationed in Bad Hersfeld. My oldest son was born in the Army hospital in Frankfurt … a very bleak place in ’68.
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We almost crossed paths.
My dad was a medic, wardmaster on the women’s ward at 97th General Hospital. We were there from 1962 to 1964. I agree Germany was a bleak place. We may need to compare notes one day. 🙂
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I need to clarify, David. I saw very little of Frankfurt while we were there. It’s the hospital I referred to as bleak. Actually, I loved the village we lived in.
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I understand.
Some of the villages were nice, more friendlier than Frankfurt. One time, we went looking for a shop in a small village that sold some nice lead crystal. Though we didn’t speak much German and the local didn’t speak much English, we managed to get directions to the shop.
At the time, I saw the hospital as being huge. It seemed like something was always being repaired. What I liked about hospital was the large koi fish pond. In Frankfurt, they still had some bombed-out buildings from the World War II – like the opera house, a government building, and a couple other large buildings. From what I understand, they finally cleared away those buildings in the early 70s.
The bleak part – when it snowed, and snowed, and snowed.“When can we go outside, mom? The snow isn’t that deep.” 🙂
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Ah, this is a difference of opinion by generation, David. 🙂 I don’t remember seeing any koi pond, just dull green cement block walls. On second thought, they may not have been cement blocks, it just seemed that way.
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