Five Topics
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howeverbriefComment to this post, tell me you want to do the meme, and I will pick five things I would like you to talk about. They might make sense or be totally random. Then post that list, with your commentary, to your journal. Other people can get lists from you, and the meme merrily perpetuates itself.
tabular_rasa gave me these:
Seasons
Let's see. I think every season has its good points. Winter has hot chocolate and is compatible with my indoor hobbies (knitting particularly). Spring has thunderstorms, flowering trees, and general "newness" that comes along with warmer weather showing up again. Summer has vacations and my birthday. Fall has Halloween, falling leaves, and cooling weather.
I find it interesting that my favorite seasons have shifted as I've gotten older. I used to love spring the most, but that was before I realized what weird weather it brings to Nevada the other 90% of the time we don't have thunderstorms. I used to like winter and snow a lot more when I didn't have to drive in it and worry about how cold I was going to be constantly. Summer is okay for the most part still, though I never seem to schedule enough time off and have problems figuring out how to connect with other people without our schedules conflicting. Underneath it all, fall has risen to the top of the heap, with my favorite foods, holidays, and weather happening all at the same time. Still, it doesn't last. All good things must come to an end until next year.
And my mom likes to talk about there being a season for everything. She mostly says this when something bad is happening or a relationship that was once tight is waning. I think about that a lot these days.
Children
I like children. For someone who used to go around saying she'd never have children, I actually enjoy being around them a lot (when they're being cool, that is). I used to babysit quite a bit when I was in high school (a couple times for a family with five kids even!), and it made me feel old to hear that one of the kids I babysat for back in the day graduated from high school last month. Ouch!
Anyway, yeah. I really liked babysitting because it gave me a chance to be around kids without being completely responsible for them. (Hey, I was in high school.) Plus kids are pretty hilarious most of the time and see the world completely differently-- like some magical wonderland full of possibilities where we can get kind of stuck seeing the mess on the floor and the alarm clock going off early in the morning along with the rest of the crap we have to deal with. They remind me of my own childhood, which was pretty neat for the most part, and it's cool to be able to teach things and expose little people to well-worn concepts and see them be amazed and fascinated by them.
I was never one of those girls who sat around thinking about how many children to have with an eventual husband. The rare times I did, it came down to a logical argument with myself concerning population, which lead me to think that the most I'd have is two (though that made me sad because if my parents stopped at two, I wouldn't be who I am nor have the family I have today). Aside from that, I didn't really think about potential names or anything like that except in terms of what I thought would be funny-- stuff like "Fritz" and other weird things I can't remember now. This is probably because my siblings and I all have weird very Irish names, and I thought if I were to name anyone, it would have to be something fairly uncommon. Other than that, I don't know. I've since opened my stance on having children to, "Open to and depending on what my partner wants out of life." I feel like my biological clock should start ticking any minute now, but what's the rush? It'll happen if it's going to happen.
Airplanes
I've been flying since before I was born! My parents and older sister traveled to Ireland for a month when my mom was pregnant with me, and my family traveled a fair amount since. Even as a really small child, I loved the sinking feeling in my stomach I'd get when the airplane first leaves the ground and was never afraid of flying even though I'm still semi-afraid of heights. I never really understood that one. Give me a window seat, and I'll be content to stare out of it for most of the trip unless it's a red-eye flight and/or over 13 hours long. Those kind of really suck, but the destination is usually worth the hassle.
Also, hey, I'll be on a plane to Albuquerque soon! Sweet. ;)
Cooking
I'm surrounded by good cooks in my family. My sister is a pastry chef, and my mom is a dietician by education who helped launch three restaurants in the context of the casino business. Me? I like cooking, but I can't say I'm particularly gifted at it. I have a few things I can make fairly well, and I'm exploring new dishes when I'm not too lazy to cook, which is most nights. On those nights, I have a lot of shortcut dishes I make which border into trashy territory, but whatever. I haven't gained a million pounds yet, so I must not be doing too badly.
Video games
I like and loathe video games. I've played them since I was about seven years old, when my dad bought our first computers. Back then I liked games where I could learn things, like Number Munchers and most games from these guys (my favorite being Treasure Cove! OMG!). My parents were pretty big on educational games for obvious reasons, but we liked them too. I thought certain other games were fun, like Jazz Jackrabbit and the original Duke Nukem, but I was never very good at any of them.
The terrible part about video games is they bring out my competitive side, and playing against other people is usually a recipe for disaster because no matter how much I practice, I don't seem to get any competitive edge. Couple my desire to play well and win with my general inability to actually play these kinds of competitive games well and anyone talking about how much better they are than I am if I lose badly, and you'll end up with me in a very pissy mood. I hate how dumb I can get about that sort of thing, so I try to avoid that as much as possible. If anything, I play more non-competitive games, like puzzle games or The Sims, instead, though I haven't been doing that much at all due to lack of time lately.
Funny story: I guess my parents also bought us a Nintendo game system around that time (or maybe when I was younger) for Christmas, and I was snooping around in the closets before then. I saw the Nintendo box and came out to tell everyone about it.
My mom turned to me and said, "You didn't see that."
I apparently said, "No? Erase, erase, erase," while waving my hand in front of my face.
It must have worked because I didn't remember it, nor did anyone else, until we discovered the Nintendo in that same closet sometime during my high school years.
Whew! Okay. Life is pretty filled to the brim with happenings right now, but I don't want to deal with it here at the moment. I'm sure this will change soon, but you know, that's probably enough given my near-perpetual sleepy state these days. Happy longest day of the year. I'm going to go watch tv and chat before I have to go to bed. Sounds like a plan to me.
tabular_rasa gave me these:
Seasons
Let's see. I think every season has its good points. Winter has hot chocolate and is compatible with my indoor hobbies (knitting particularly). Spring has thunderstorms, flowering trees, and general "newness" that comes along with warmer weather showing up again. Summer has vacations and my birthday. Fall has Halloween, falling leaves, and cooling weather.
I find it interesting that my favorite seasons have shifted as I've gotten older. I used to love spring the most, but that was before I realized what weird weather it brings to Nevada the other 90% of the time we don't have thunderstorms. I used to like winter and snow a lot more when I didn't have to drive in it and worry about how cold I was going to be constantly. Summer is okay for the most part still, though I never seem to schedule enough time off and have problems figuring out how to connect with other people without our schedules conflicting. Underneath it all, fall has risen to the top of the heap, with my favorite foods, holidays, and weather happening all at the same time. Still, it doesn't last. All good things must come to an end until next year.
And my mom likes to talk about there being a season for everything. She mostly says this when something bad is happening or a relationship that was once tight is waning. I think about that a lot these days.
Children
I like children. For someone who used to go around saying she'd never have children, I actually enjoy being around them a lot (when they're being cool, that is). I used to babysit quite a bit when I was in high school (a couple times for a family with five kids even!), and it made me feel old to hear that one of the kids I babysat for back in the day graduated from high school last month. Ouch!
Anyway, yeah. I really liked babysitting because it gave me a chance to be around kids without being completely responsible for them. (Hey, I was in high school.) Plus kids are pretty hilarious most of the time and see the world completely differently-- like some magical wonderland full of possibilities where we can get kind of stuck seeing the mess on the floor and the alarm clock going off early in the morning along with the rest of the crap we have to deal with. They remind me of my own childhood, which was pretty neat for the most part, and it's cool to be able to teach things and expose little people to well-worn concepts and see them be amazed and fascinated by them.
I was never one of those girls who sat around thinking about how many children to have with an eventual husband. The rare times I did, it came down to a logical argument with myself concerning population, which lead me to think that the most I'd have is two (though that made me sad because if my parents stopped at two, I wouldn't be who I am nor have the family I have today). Aside from that, I didn't really think about potential names or anything like that except in terms of what I thought would be funny-- stuff like "Fritz" and other weird things I can't remember now. This is probably because my siblings and I all have weird very Irish names, and I thought if I were to name anyone, it would have to be something fairly uncommon. Other than that, I don't know. I've since opened my stance on having children to, "Open to and depending on what my partner wants out of life." I feel like my biological clock should start ticking any minute now, but what's the rush? It'll happen if it's going to happen.
Airplanes
I've been flying since before I was born! My parents and older sister traveled to Ireland for a month when my mom was pregnant with me, and my family traveled a fair amount since. Even as a really small child, I loved the sinking feeling in my stomach I'd get when the airplane first leaves the ground and was never afraid of flying even though I'm still semi-afraid of heights. I never really understood that one. Give me a window seat, and I'll be content to stare out of it for most of the trip unless it's a red-eye flight and/or over 13 hours long. Those kind of really suck, but the destination is usually worth the hassle.
Also, hey, I'll be on a plane to Albuquerque soon! Sweet. ;)
Cooking
I'm surrounded by good cooks in my family. My sister is a pastry chef, and my mom is a dietician by education who helped launch three restaurants in the context of the casino business. Me? I like cooking, but I can't say I'm particularly gifted at it. I have a few things I can make fairly well, and I'm exploring new dishes when I'm not too lazy to cook, which is most nights. On those nights, I have a lot of shortcut dishes I make which border into trashy territory, but whatever. I haven't gained a million pounds yet, so I must not be doing too badly.
Video games
I like and loathe video games. I've played them since I was about seven years old, when my dad bought our first computers. Back then I liked games where I could learn things, like Number Munchers and most games from these guys (my favorite being Treasure Cove! OMG!). My parents were pretty big on educational games for obvious reasons, but we liked them too. I thought certain other games were fun, like Jazz Jackrabbit and the original Duke Nukem, but I was never very good at any of them.
The terrible part about video games is they bring out my competitive side, and playing against other people is usually a recipe for disaster because no matter how much I practice, I don't seem to get any competitive edge. Couple my desire to play well and win with my general inability to actually play these kinds of competitive games well and anyone talking about how much better they are than I am if I lose badly, and you'll end up with me in a very pissy mood. I hate how dumb I can get about that sort of thing, so I try to avoid that as much as possible. If anything, I play more non-competitive games, like puzzle games or The Sims, instead, though I haven't been doing that much at all due to lack of time lately.
Funny story: I guess my parents also bought us a Nintendo game system around that time (or maybe when I was younger) for Christmas, and I was snooping around in the closets before then. I saw the Nintendo box and came out to tell everyone about it.
My mom turned to me and said, "You didn't see that."
I apparently said, "No? Erase, erase, erase," while waving my hand in front of my face.
It must have worked because I didn't remember it, nor did anyone else, until we discovered the Nintendo in that same closet sometime during my high school years.
Whew! Okay. Life is pretty filled to the brim with happenings right now, but I don't want to deal with it here at the moment. I'm sure this will change soon, but you know, that's probably enough given my near-perpetual sleepy state these days. Happy longest day of the year. I'm going to go watch tv and chat before I have to go to bed. Sounds like a plan to me.
