It seems I have been tagged by Finn for a 5 things meme.
5 Things I wish to do before I die.
This is hard. I feel myself thinking, but I have done most of the things I wanted to do before I die... does this mean I am ready to die?
1. Travel to Canada. I would love to see Canada, it looks so beautiful.
2. Ride a huge Roller Coaster. I know in my heart that I would die, if I ever did.
3. Visit Heidelberg. I used to send telexes & faxes to Heidelberg, & would love to see it 'in real life'.
4. Write a book, -or even just write. I never really thought about this, until recently.
5. Make many more quilts.
5 Things I Can Do.
1. Laugh about most things... not always at the time, perhaps. But give it time..
2. Make really good, come-back-for-more, fattening, rich, gravy! My family love my gravy. I have seen members have it on toast for breakfast! I have seen some of them drinking it!
3. Make a quilt. I am proud that I have mostly taught myself how to make passable quilts that people love.
4. Read & enjoy reading. I know that sounds simple & perhaps silly. But so many people cant read, or dont get the chance to read. I am so lucky to have time to read whenever I like, & also have the ability to concentrate & enjoy books. I recently spoke to a man who has had a stroke, & finds he can no longer read for any length of time, & he loses his concentration. He really mourns this loss in his life.
5. Make family feel welcome & comforted. My daughter tells me she always feels better after talking to me, if she is worried.
5 Things I Can't Do.
1. Yodel. Oh I cringe when I think of how hard I tried when I was young. Luckily, I did most of the trying out of earshot.
2. Play the Piano. I always wanted to learn. I dont suppose I ever will.
3. Get enthused by snow. I have no desire to get to know snow any more than I do already. We lived about an hour from top ski fields, but I never felt I needed to get to know them on an intimate basis. And I certainly never felt the need to ski. I have met snow, I have watched snow fall, I have played in snow with my children. Enough for me.
4. Get interested in sport. Just doesnt happen for me.
5. Ever eat tripe. I dont eat any other part of a beast...why on earth would I want to eat it's innards. (sorry for the squeamish among you).
5 Things that Attract me to the Opposite Sex.
2. Sense of humour.
4. A slight (or more) tendency to 'chubbiness' has always worked!
5. Love of children & animals.
5 Celebrity Crushes. This is a bit hard, I have never really been one for celeb crushes. Boring little solemn realist. If I cant meet them, dont care about them.
1. GOM, when he was HYPH. (Happy Young Publican Husband) I guess he was a 'celebrity' in our world.
2. Robert Redford. Liked his acting, enjoy his directing.
3. Robert De Niro
4. Cant even think of his name...the actor who plays the Sheriff in Deadwood. Drop dead gorgeous, dark, brooding good looks.
5. Paul Newman. Amazing eyes.
Now, I am supposed to nominate 5 more I would like to do this meme.
So here goes. No pressure!
1. Lone Grey Squirrel.
2. Kim at Ragged Roses
3. Mrs Goodneedle
5. Sheila, aubirdwoman
I hope this is not an imposition. I was going to choose a man, as they can alway give a nice twist to the mix, but perhaps next time. Or they can feel free to join in with it all.
The SIL has rec'd his quilt, & seemed duly delighted. A fight almost ensued about who would use it first. He gave me 2 kisses to say thankyou. I think SG was so happy to see it in their house. He always said it had to go there.
It is not really funny, but they took SG for a haircut today. The hairdresser got half way through the cut, stopped, & told them he has lice! They, of course were appalled. Who knew....
They have been down the road with all the over priced useless treatments available at GREAT COST from the Chemist. They found through trial & error with Adult Granddaughter that plain old thick conditioner, laboriously combed out with a nit comb is the only solution.
I know I am tempting fate here, but I have never had them in my life, & so I am hoping I will avoid it this time around. I remember what a terrible disgrace it was considered when I went to school. I think they called them cooties, & were treated like pariahs. Poor kids, it is an ongoing scourge to mankind. They seem to be immune to all the chemicals that are shaken at them. Very unsettling.
k.d. lang, Till The Heart Caves In.