Friday Feast No. 121

Appetizer
Which language would you like to learn, and why?

    Spanish. We were at the health clinic with Poppy this summer, trying to get her shots, and a woman came in who didn’t speak English, and apparently no one on staff there spoke Spanish. The receptionist just sort of pointed at a stack of papers, and the woman looked so confused and upset. I wanted to help her, but I don’t speak Spanish, so I couldn’t. I bought a learn-to-speak-Spanish program a few months ago. It’s one of my 2007 Goals.

Soup
What’s the funniest thing you’ve heard or read so far this week?

    I watched “Scrubs” last night, so it was probably somewhere on there.

Salad
Which movie was so bad you couldn’t watch the whole thing?

    “Talladega Nights: The Legend of Ricky Bobby.” We went with my sister-in-law, brother-in-law and father-in-law. My father-in-law walked out within the first 20 minutes. The rest of us followed pretty soon afterward. It was so disappointingly awful.

Main Course
If there were a holiday in your honor that didn’t use your actual name, what would it be called?

    I don’t know. Maybe Watch TV in Your Jammies While Indulding in an Ice Cream Sundae Day.

Dessert
Name one movie that is coming out soon that you would like to see

    The Will Smith one that I’m pretty sure will make me cry.

The Friday Feast is a weekly meme intended to “feed your mind by asking thought-provoking, mind-stimulating questions.”
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Q & A

Beth at Diary of a Playgroup Dropout has been answering some Frequently Asked Questions this week. Today, she’s asking the questions. And I’m answering.

Did you ever have a really bad nickname? What was it? Ok, if you had a regular nickname that wasn’t really bad you can tell me that too, but all of us who had really bad nicknames will know forevermore that you aren’t really one of us.
My dad used to call me Punkydunk every now and then. I don’t think it was often enough to call it a “nickname,” though. From what I’ve been told, my maternal grandfather christianed me Nikki when I was a baby. And that’s what I was known as until I went to college. Some people still call me Nikki. You have to have special permission to do that, though.

Do you floss? Be honest.
I bought some little purple dinosaur flossing thingies, and I always feel better about myself when I actually remember to use them. Which is rarely.

Are you a dog person or a cat person?
Cats.

Are you fatter now than you were before you had kids, or do I have to hate you?
Almost exactly the same, I think. I don’t really remember. My weight flucuated quite a bit in the few years before we had Poppy.

How do you get that black gunk out of the grout in your shower?
Grout? That would imply that we had tile, right? Ha.

If you could put aside money and the fear of looking like a selfish, greedy greedy greedypants, what would you like to receive for the Upcoming Winter Holiday of Your Choice?
Rockford and I were just discussing this the other day. I chose a Nikon D70. Or a house.

‘Life of Pi’

I enjoyed “Life of Pi” much more than “The Inheritance of Loss.” I had been put off of “Pi” because of the story when it first came out. A boy and a tiger lost at sea? No thank you. But I finally read it, and I’m glad I did.

I’m not sure which of Pi’s stories I believe. I prefer the Richard Parker version, but I’m afraid that wasn’t the “true” one.

And now, some quotes.

I chose the sloth because its demeanour — calm, quiet and introspective — did something to soothe my shattered self.

The presence of God is the finest of rewards.

Faith in God is an opening up, a letting go, a deep trust, a free act of love — but sometimes it was so hard to love. Sometimes my heart was sinking so fast with anger, desolation and weariness, I was afraid it would sink to the very bottom of the Pacific and I would not be able to lift it back up.