I am very late with this, but C nominated me for the Liebster Award!
Thank you so much, C! And thank you for making me smile all the time!
The rules for this award are as follows:
* Share eleven random facts about yourself
* Choose eleven people for a nomination
* Answer the eleven questions I pose
11 nominated people:
Oh, I have such a hard time choosing who to nominate! Not trying to seem like a slacker, and I know this isn’t in the spirit of the award, but if you’re a follower of mine, or if you’re reading this, consider yourself nominated, and partake!
11 things about myself:
1. For as much as I love music, I’ve never been to a concert before. Nope, never. It’s not that I don’t ever want to attend a concert because live music is amazing, way more so than studio recordings. I just don’t have the means to get to one….
2. ….because I cannot and do not drive. I took driver’s ed in my sophomore/junior years in Illinois, and I had my learner’s permit in Illinois, and I was all ready to go out and attempt to get my driver’s license in Illinois….but then the family moved here to Iowa, and I just never got around to getting an Iowa permit or license. And, honestly? I don’t know that I want to be able to drive. I guess it’s not really a phobia, because I would love to learn to drive. It’s an independence thing, if nothing else, because it would be amazing to have the freedom to drive anywhere I wanted at any time. But I just don’t know if I should. I’d probably be horrible at driving. I’m paranoid about accidents.
3. For as good as my memory is, I cannot remember the first time I ever used a swear word. But my dad can. And he usually tells this story better than I do, but I’ll tell it anyway. He says I was about three old, and it was a night where Mom was away referring a volleyball game, so Dad was watching us kids. Dad says I came storming down the stairs, muttering “Goddamn it, goddamn it,” over and over. Dad asked me, “[Mouse]? What’s the matter?” I fetched a diaper from the bathroom, and yelled out, “Goddamn it! [Younger Brother] pooped all over the goddamn rug!” Dad says he waited until I disappeared back upstairs before exploding with laughter. I guess it was the fact that I used the word in the correct context. *shrug* I do not remember this, at all. But I was warped enough, even at that age. So, yeah, it’s probably a true story.
4. Speaking of volleyball, it’s basically in my blood. My mom and her sisters (my aunts) played volleyball in their high school years, and until we moved from the small town in Illinois, Mom would officiate the high school games. I took to it like a duck to water. I’m not great at the game, and never ever played on a high school team (we moved a lot), but it’s such fun to play!
5. Speaking of ‘duck to water,’ it’s funny that I’m a January baby, because I love water. I should have been born a Pisces! Once again, I’m not great at swimming, but I just love water. I’ve been known to go out and stand in a downpour. Or dance in a downpour.
6. Ah, what the hey. Speaking of sports, at one time I really wanted to be a gymnast. But by that time, I was told I was too old to start. Drat it. Oh well. (Made for an interesting short story. That’s a post for later, definitely….or, well, maybe not….there’s a specific in the story….I’ll have to think on that one.)
7. I love scarves! I don’t collect them per se, but I do have several, and I look at them all the time when I’m out clothes shopping. But….I never wear them! It’s one of those accessories that I have all these ideas about how to wear, but when it comes down to it, I really have no clue what to do with them! I’m so pathetic!
8. I used to be quite the tree climber, a little monkey. Nana used to have a big tree in her garden, and I climbed that tree every day during our summer visits. And I’d stay up in the tree for a long time each and every day, close to the sky, listening to the breeze in the branches and watching for squirrels and birds. Unfortunately, that particular tree lost a battle with an ice storm one winter. When it went down, all my relatives looked at each other and said, “There goes [Mouse]’s tree.” Haven’t climbed a tree since. But I would. (That reminds me of a song, which has a reference to tree climbing. More at the end!)
9. The ultimate goal with my current job: I don’t think I’ve mentioned this yet, but I’m actually employed at the current company via a local temp service. *SIGH* I know! But I needed out of my old job quickly (long story), and the temp service got me in to my current job within a week, so I can’t complain. My hope is that the current company will like me enough in the long run to hire me outright. That way, I will be gainfully employed without the aid of a temp service. And, while the day off during the week is nice, I’m too used to working five days a week. So, perhaps, if I were to be directly hired by the current company, I could work my six hours a day, five days a week. That would be awesome.
10. The ultimate goal with taking voice and guitar lessons: I would like to try my hand at songwriting. Not such a lofty goal, I think. It’ll be interesting to see how it all plays out (no pun intended, really). And perhaps eventually, in a year or so, I will see about taking up piano again. And also, perhaps, in my own time, I will start playing my flute again.
11. The ultimate goal with writing, anything and everything: I want to prove to myself that I can do it, that I can still do it. Like I said, I’ve been writing ever since I could, and I’ve known since kindergarten that I was meant to be a writer for the rest of my life. But so many people have told me that it’s either a waste of my time or that I need to think about a more substantial career path. You would not believe the number of people who have told me I should go into either journalism or teaching – both of which are fine careers, but they’re just not for me! I’m horrible with pressure and deadlines that would accompany journalism, and I don’t have the leadership capability or people skills to be a decent teacher. I just want to write, pure and simple. Getting published is not the ultimate goal, even though I’ve got a couple stories that I think would be nice to see in print when I get them finished (and, yes, lofty as this may sound, “Cherchez La Femme” is one of them). It’s just….I just believe in it. It is for me.
My answers to C’s 11 questions:
1. What is one thing you admire in an individual?
~ Bravery. I actually prefer the word ‘brave’ to ‘fearless,’ for the simple fact that I take the word ‘fearless’ to mean just that – void of fear. And, you know, nobody is truly void of fear. So ‘brave’ is not the same as ‘fearless.’ Being brave involves facing something you’re afraid of. That has always been something very admirable to me about other people.
2. Do you have a favourite place you visit to relax?
~ Not at present, but I hope to. There’s a river that runs through the downtown area of the city I live in, and there is an ‘island’ in the middle of the river:
Okay, I have ‘island’ in quotes above, but, yeah, I guess if it weren’t for the roads, it really is an island.
When I used to work downtown during the spring and summer months, I would go sit on the island during my lunch hour, having a picnic alongside the river (the green space in the photo above). Despite it being smack-dab in the middle of downtown, it was very quiet and peaceful. I plan on getting a new bike in the next month or so, and when the weather gets warmer, I want to start making weekend trips to the island, just to sit for an hour or so, and do some writing and thinking and picture taking. Don’t know how that will fly – our house is probably a good two miles from downtown, and there really is no easy way to bike there – but we’ll see.
3. Do you believe in love at first sight?
~ I don’t think so, no. It’s never happened to me before. It never will. Not saying any more.
4. What is one passion you have?
~ Writing, of course. I’ve been making many personal changes since the beginning of the year, and all that writing energy I thought I’d lost is coming back. Slowly but surely.
5. What is your favourite flower?
~ Carnations! I think because they’re January flowers, and January is my birth month. An internet search tells me that the general meaning of carnations as the January birth flower is love, fascination, and distinction. I would have to agree.
6. Do you like pepper?
~ Not all the time. Every now and then, I’ll sprinkle it on scrambled or fried eggs to taste. That’s about it.
6. What is one piece of advice you pass on to others?
~ ……..sorry to say that I’ve got nothing. Sorry! I’m not a font of advice. About all I could say is what I said last time: “Just be.” No matter who you are, or where you’re from, or what you look like, don’t let anyone try to turn you into someone you’re not. Just be you, through and through.
7. What is your favourite piece of attire?
~ My ‘Grifball’ t-shirt! ‘Grifball’ is a “Red vs. Blue” tie-in. The front of the shirt has this on it:
You could say this shirt was semi-custom made, in that the back of the shirt has my real last name on it, as if I were a player of Grifball. *shrug* I got it because I love “Red vs. Blue,” and I thought the shirt was funny, that’s all.
8. Do you like lollipops?
~ I do! Cream-soda flavored Dum-Dum suckers are my absolute favorite; I always snitch one or two from the bank teller windows when I go.
9. Favourite meal to cook?
~ I love to cook and bake. And I started young with it, too. By the time I was ten, I could make pasta on my own, and I would always bake cookies or brownies for the family. Nowadays, I don’t do it nearly as often as I should, so there isn’t one particular meal I like to cook. I imagine once I move out on my own, I’ll probably really get into cooking again. For a recent Christmas gift, one of my aunts compiled a lot of Nana’s recipes in a cookbook for everyone, and there are several I’d like to try, especially the turkey soup one. (Nana’s turkey soup = yummy goodness!) For the time being, I’m trying to learn how to make my mother’s homemade spaghetti sauce. The past few times we’ve made spaghetti for dinner, I’ve been the one making the sauce. I mean, there’s nothing to making the sauce. The tricky part is getting the right amount of spices mixed in. Mom doesn’t measure – she eyeballs. You know? And she can tell by taste what’s missing. You know? I’m not at her level yet, but I want to be!
10. Favourite indulgence?
~ Anything writing related: blank books and notebooks, pencils, pens, notebook paper, you name it. I just got a two-pack of sticky notes via the Lakeside Collection, because I had run out. Each pack comes with four little pads of sticky notes and eight different sets of colored sticky tabs, or some people call them ‘flag tags.’ I’m leaving one pack at home, and taking the other with me in my backpack. Because you never know when you might need a sticky note!
11. Something you love about yourself.
~ Hmm. Would it be good to say that I always try to see the good in people? To me, people are genuinely good unless they prove otherwise. I’ve mentioned that before. But I don’t know if that’s an admirable trait or not. I think it would make me seem too trustworthy or something. I don’t know.
11 questions I ask of my nominees (or, in this case, you the reader):
Remember, this award is open to anyone and everyone this time. I nominate everyone, so you can answer any or all of these questions, however you want, whether in the comments or on your own blog. Have fun!
1. What does your favorite t-shirt say on it?
2. What’s your favorite movie of all time?
3. How do you know when you’ve accomplished something?
4. What’s your motto in life?
5. Do you always need to have a plan, or are you more of an off-the-cuff, spontaneous type?
6. If you could learn to do anything, anything at all, what would it be?
7. What was the last experience that made you a stronger person?
8. What’s your most favorite book of all time?
9. What do you miss most about being a child?
10. Are you a morning person or a night owl?
11. Why are you here? =)
Now, on to the song.
Yes, I have felt this way sometimes. It’s strange to admit it because, like I said, love could never happen for me. But that doesn’t mean I can’t feel….something…. And I do. Right now, most of the time, it’s loopy and sweet and makes me blush and smile softly. And I like it. So. Make of that what you will.
Sorry for the A Fine Frenzy kick, but she is just so awesome!
From her 2009 album “Bomb in a Birdcage” (which title is also mentioned in this song), this is a song called “What I Wouldn’t Do.”