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Wednesday, November 14, 2007


I got tagged. First time people. I guess it's an indoctrination of sorts into the mysterious cult of blogging. More interesting stuff will wait for tomorrow (assuming there IS more interesting stuff. I didn't realize I was quite so boring until I answered the meme.)

1.Name one person who made you laugh last night? The doctors on Nip/Tuck

2. What were you doing at 0800? Wondering how long I could snuggle in bed and not be considered a sloth

3. What were you doing 30 minutes ago? Charting a new design

4. What happened to you in 2006? I turned 50

5. What was the last thing you said out loud? Pippin? (He's the only one home with me and I try to avoid talking to myself. It disturbs the neighbors.)

6. How many beverages did you have today? One cup of coffee and currently nursing a diet coke. (I know. I'm a camel.)

7. What color is your hairbrush? Grey

8. What was the last thing you paid for? Yarn (what else, silly?)

10. What color is your front door? Episcopal red

11. Where do you keep your change? What change? I have teenagers, remember?

12. What’s the weather like today? Dreary but not too cold

13. What’s the best ice-cream flavor? Starbuck's Java Chip

14. What excites you? New ideas and old friends

15. Do you want to cut your hair? Already did. Chopped it into a bob when it got too hot this summer.

16. Are you over the age of 25? HAH!! That's a good one... Here's a clue. The bag boys at the grocery no longer check out the ass. Now they ask me if I need help MAAM!

17. Do you talk a lot? Yeah, but who's counting?

18. Do you watch the O.C.? Not on anymore. Must update meme...

19. Do you know anyone named Steven? Yes. Rev. Stephen Fales and Steve Cleaver, friend and author of "Saving Erasmus"

20. Do you make up your own words? Abso-not-ly

21. Are you a jealous person? Not generally. Too many blessings...

22. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘A’. Amy Lyles Wilson, fellow writer and editor at Upper Room

23. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘K’. Kat, who tagged me, of course!

24. Who’s the first person on your received call list? Baby boy. He's also the second, third, fourth... I don't get out much.

25. What does the last text message you received say? No texting. Baby boy uses up our monthly allotment and then some.

26. Do you chew on your straw? No, but I shred my napkins. does that count?

27. Do you have curly hair? Curly, wavy, it's a fine line...

28. Where’s the next place you’re going to? Besides the bathroom? The grocery. WOOT! BIG excitement around here!

29. Who’s the rudest person in your life? Baby boy, but he's growing out of it, Thank God (see #21 re: blessings)

30. What was the last thing you ate? Celery sticks

31. Will you get married in the future? I hope not. I would rather stay married to the one I've got!

32. What’s the best movie you’ve seen in the past 2 weeks? Haven't seen one, but I saw Elizabeth, The Golden Age three weeks ago.

33. Is there anyone you like right now? All my readers, friends, family, etc...

34. When was the last time you did the dishes? Last night before bed

35. Are you currently depressed? Nope (see #21 again)

36. Did you cry today? no

37. Why did you answer and post this? Because I'm a sheep. Honestly! Who makes up these things? And who reads them? Actually, I answered because Kat asked me to. And she doesn't ask for much.

38. Tag 5 people who would do this survey. Nope. Not going there. I don't do chain letters either. To quote Truman, "The buck stops here."

Speaking of doing dishes, here's a little poem I wrote a few years back - for those that have stuck it out this far:

Saving the Dishes

I plunge my hands


Into hot soapy water

Bubbles rise,

O’erflow the sink,

Like trial.

Like grace.

Sponge rounds the rim

Of tectonic plates, shifting priorities,

Innards of translucent glass

(Humble tumblers, coffee mugs)

Practical stemware for simple life,

Serving dishes for the Lord,

Paten and cup.

Peanut butter

Sticks to plate

Like sin to soul.




Stubborn to the last.

I remember other baptisms,

Doing dishes

On a sultry August eve -

Cottage kitchen warm and aromatic

With Joy.

One washes; another dries

And puts away.

Order from chaos,

Light from light,


Water rids the world

What’s left behind?

Once we are fed?

Once we are filled?

Bringing into newness

Bearing spotless clarity -

Ripe with love,

Touched by human hands.

Fresh and shining,

Plates mound up in tall stacks

Of Unitarian concord.

Plunged to victory

Beneath the cleansing flood.

1 comment:

La Cabeza Grande said...

I've never seen this particular q&a before. You sound waaay too sane to be my twin but I'm more than happy to continue the arrangement. :o)

"Plates mound up in tall stacks...Beneath the cleansing flood." - I think I like this imagery best of all.