for fun

March 29, 2007 at 10:00 am | Posted in Friends, Help a sister out | 7 Comments

My dear friend Binky has come for a visit to interview me.


1. Do you fall in love easily?

It depends on what you call “love” here. I’ve only truly been in love twice. I’ve loved many, and I do find that I am quite easy when it comes to drowning in the river of love. I love all of my friends. I love my fish. I love my family. I succumb to Jane Austen’s theory: There are as many forms of love as there are moments in time.


2. You are transported to an alternate reality where the inhabitants are completely drained of any ability to multitask. You must choose between being a writer and a photographer. What’s your decision, and why?

I would pick photography. I like to write, but I don’t find myself needing to write as I find myself wanting to take pictures of everything. Besides, I remember my memories best when I’ve got a photo of them. I would have to become a fiction writer to make up for all of my memories that I don’t have on film. But see, the day we took these pictures of you and the baby at the park? I could tell you exactly what the air felt like or how great the cheese and grapes tasted, because I took photos of the day.


3. When was the last time you went skinny dipping?

June 8th. But only because my job didn’t allow me to go to Vermont often. The next time I go skinny dipping might be in two weeks, depending on the temp of the stream in the mountains of Montgomery.


4. What quality don’t you possess that you wish you did?

I always wish I learned to Irish dance as a kid. I’d also like to be able to knit or crochet socks.


5.You inherit 5 million dollars the same day aliens land and say they’re going to blow up the world in two days… what do you do? (Extra points if you can identify the source of this question)

I would donate it to the forces that will kill the aliens. Or feed starving children so that they may die full. Or buy one hell of a bomb shelter. (if I had to guess, I’d say War of the Worlds? I know I’m wrong, but they filmed part of that movie in my hometown so I figure I’ll go out in style with some trivia for you.)


Question of the day: How do you vacuum your stairs? Yesterday I dragged the vacuum cleaner down each step and used the tiny reacher tool. It took me forever. There has got to be a better way. Shed your vacuuming light on how you do this tedious task and help a sister out.

What do you think?

March 8, 2007 at 12:29 pm | Posted in Help a sister out | 19 Comments

Sean and I like to have this argument:

Since he is ten years older than I am and a whopping thirty-three already, he likes to claim that he is middle aged.  Usually, he claims that he is middle-aged when he is tired and doesn’t want to do something, or when I attempt to get him to sleep with me more than once a week.  Okay, so I’m not serious about that once a week thing.

Wikipedia doesn’t even seem to want to help.  The OED says middle age is between 45 and 60.   The US Census includes both age categories of 35 to 44 and 45 to 54.

I told Sean that I would ask the bloggers what they considered was middle aged, and he told me to make sure I mention to you all that he is balding slightly to further help his case that he is old.

Personally, I think he is a mere baby at 33 and should stop talking such nonsense just to get out of doing the dishes.  Especially when I am the dishes.

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