Read along, and you'll find the deep, thought-provoking answers I gave to the hours and hours of questions that accompany this prestigious award. At the end, I'll pass the torch to two bloggers who spread sunshine to me.
Favorite color: Green. Not the "pretty" shades, either.
Favorite
animal: Dogs and cats. I love them both equally (although not in the same way), but currently I only have dogs. I wish I could fall in love with one of those odd-looking breeds that are hairless but alas, I have a Golden that sheds a couch pillow every day.
Favorite number: 26. The first teacher I was in love with was 26 when I was in 7th grade, and I thought, 'That is the perfect age to be.' It's also double 13, which is an unlucky number according to some people, so 26 is like thumbing one's nose at 13...
Favorite drink: Bolthouse Farms Vanilla Chai Tea (the high protein version; I think the big bottle has something like 32 grams of protein in it) as a treat. It's way too rich and addictive to swill too often. Most times, chai tea with equal parts of milk, or tea (no ice) from Quik Trip.
Facebook or Twitter? Neither. Sorry.
My passions: Music. Loud. Everybody from Janis Joplin to Janis Ian to Cat Stevens to REM to Regina Spektor...Zentangling (a detailed version of doodling--look it up--"zentangle")...writing...knitting (only scarves)...reading great novels and memoirs
Favorite number: 26. The first teacher I was in love with was 26 when I was in 7th grade, and I thought, 'That is the perfect age to be.' It's also double 13, which is an unlucky number according to some people, so 26 is like thumbing one's nose at 13...
Favorite drink: Bolthouse Farms Vanilla Chai Tea (the high protein version; I think the big bottle has something like 32 grams of protein in it) as a treat. It's way too rich and addictive to swill too often. Most times, chai tea with equal parts of milk, or tea (no ice) from Quik Trip.
Facebook or Twitter? Neither. Sorry.
My passions: Music. Loud. Everybody from Janis Joplin to Janis Ian to Cat Stevens to REM to Regina Spektor...Zentangling (a detailed version of doodling--look it up--"zentangle")...writing...knitting (only scarves)...reading great novels and memoirs
Giving or getting presents: I prefer giving. I get a little uncomfortable when I'm the recepient.
Favorite day: Friday. I watch junky TV in the evening, and have grandiose plans to stay up late, but it's inevitable--I fall asleep by 9:30 (sometimes even 8:30) drooling and snoring away, while I'm still sitting upright on the couch.
Favorite flowers: I'm not really a flower person. I used to love Birds of Paradise. Now, I appreciate a patch of coneflowers, a mound of mums. Or how about wallflowers? That is definitely the kind of flower Iam like.
Now, onto the torch-passing...
I considered cheating, and providing the link to several different blogs, but with much regret, am sticking with the rules and am only bestowing this great honor onto two blogging friends.
First, Kim of Ratio of Failures. Like me, she is all sparkly sprinkles and talking tulips. Kim has a pointed sense of humor, and she can do serious metaphor-filled writing as well.
Secondly and finally, Barb with her purple pen, gets a nod from me. Not only does she handle extremely sticky situations with the grace and manners of a queen (you know what I'm referring to, Barb), she comes to meetings with gifts of poetry and chocolate. Now that's the kind of sunshine I enjoy.
So Kim and Barb---Tag! You're it.
Favorite flowers: I'm not really a flower person. I used to love Birds of Paradise. Now, I appreciate a patch of coneflowers, a mound of mums. Or how about wallflowers? That is definitely the kind of flower I
Now, onto the torch-passing...
I considered cheating, and providing the link to several different blogs, but with much regret, am sticking with the rules and am only bestowing this great honor onto two blogging friends.
First, Kim of Ratio of Failures. Like me, she is all sparkly sprinkles and talking tulips. Kim has a pointed sense of humor, and she can do serious metaphor-filled writing as well.
Secondly and finally, Barb with her purple pen, gets a nod from me. Not only does she handle extremely sticky situations with the grace and manners of a queen (you know what I'm referring to, Barb), she comes to meetings with gifts of poetry and chocolate. Now that's the kind of sunshine I enjoy.
So Kim and Barb---Tag! You're it.
I'm honored to be chosen...actually, it's an honor just to be nominated. I'd like to thank the Academy - huh? You mean it's not THAT kind of award?
ReplyDeleteSure, I'll give it a go, though I find it hard to believe that I'd surpass your stellar answers.
Thanks!
Kim--Your prize money and your trophy are in the mail. ;)
DeleteBolthouse powa!
ReplyDeleteI used to have light-colored shedding dogs, and EVERYthing was always furry. Bosco is mostly black, and only sheds twice a year (spring and fall). I miss my old dogs, but not all the fur! Meanwhile, Bosco has made himself King of Everything.
I just bought some new music, that isn't even decades old! Lindy Ortega, The Joy Formidable and Erin McKeown. I got Erin McKeown on an LP, and it is solid white! It's quite cool.
I guess you didn't think I was sunshiney enough. Just wait til you see my next poem, "Unicorns Stampeding Over The Kumbaya People". Then you'll see.
Shay--You are solid prancing kittens, and tulips that wave and smile. You know that...
DeleteWell now, I'm glad for that bit of insight. I'm an upright drooler too.
ReplyDeleteYeah, I noticed that bucket hanging on a peg in your living room. I figured that was either your drool bucket or Bill's.
DeleteSo now I've got to know...what shade of green is your fave? Poison green? Snot green? Tell, me, please!
ReplyDeleteI'm sure I'd love a hairless dog if given the opportunity; they are, no doubt, every bit as a loveable as the hairy ones. My current paw-pals are furry. And I like it that way!
Lisa--Why do you automatically go straight to "snot" green when it comes to me? ;) I like army green, brownish-greens and gray-greens along with the prettier celery-green.
DeleteYou would have been insulted if I'd called you "sunshiny." Or at the very least you would have known I was lying. And thank heavens for that. Loved your answers!
DeleteYes, I WOULD have known you were lying like a rug, Tammy. And yes, you're right about the other point as well. I would have considered that an insult.
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ReplyDeleteBaby-poop green? Pea soup green? You can have the off-color greens, and I'll take the pretty ones. We can be like Jack Sprat and his wife, only greeny, not greasy. Platonic life partners, divvying up our colors so none go to waste. And no fatty platters to lick clean.
ReplyDeleteYes, those greens are my favorite, along with teeth-that-have-never-been-brushed green. Toe-jam green. Moldy-leftovers green.
DeleteI will be glad to share the greens with you.
Seriously? I'm getting a little queasy-green here.
ReplyDeleteAlso, loud music. Not a surprise at all. You and the Beneficent Mr. Hall would have a grand time. ;-)
I work with 3rd graders. It doesn't take much to nudge me into the territory of "gross."
DeleteCongratulations on your award, Sioux! You had me cracking up about the shedding couch pillows ... they do shed. I'll hop on over to visit your award recipients. Hope that you have a wonderful weekend.
ReplyDeleteKathy M.
Kathy--Thanks. I'm still waiting for my prize money and my gift certificate for an all-inclusive trip to Europe. I guess it got lost in the mail?
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