Bandwagons, Flotsam / Jetsam

Friday Feast No. 126

Appetizer
What comes to your mind when you see the color orange?

    Orange is a bright, cheery color. So … bright, cherriness, I guess.

Soup
Did you ever get in trouble while you were in school? If so, what was it for?

    I had recently moved to a new school, and I wanted to make some friends. So, being the wise fourth-grader that I was, I thought it would help if I was mean. I wrote an “anonymous” mean note to a girl that someone had advised me to “stay away from.” It apparently wasn’t terribly anonymous, though. I got busted. And I still feel bad about writing the note.

Salad
Which topping(s) make up your perfect pizza?

    Extra cheese, pineapple and pepperoni. Just this week we tried a pesto, red pepper and chicken pizza, though, and it was pretty darn awesome.

Main Course
Do you believe in UFOs/aliens/etc.? Why or why not?

    No. I don’t have any long-winded reasoning. I understand all of the “how could we be the only ones?” arguments. At my core, though, I just don’t believe it.

Dessert
What color is your bedspread/comforter/quilt?

    It’s cream colored. I want to get some sort of cover for it (a duvet? is that what a duvet is?), but I haven’t done that yet.

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

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blessings

Love Thursday: Remembering to smile

Rockford’s sister Phoebe gave me a handmade book for Christmas, and I’ve been trying to decide what to do with it. I’ve never been very good about consistently keeping a journal — although I suppose this site would count as a journal, and I’ve been pretty consistent with it lately. But anyway …

I wasn’t sure what to do with my new book. So it sat on our dining room table for a few days. Then it moved over to the kitchen counter. And then someone insinuated that I’ve been a big ol’ complainer lately. My first reaction was to cry. This particular person means an awful lot to me, and it made me feel like he wasn’t enjoying my company. And that hurt. A lot.

After the crying, I thought about what he said. And I guess I have been complaining a lot. About not being in Columbia anymore. About not meeting anyone here. About living so far away from everything.

So I decided to try to be more positive about where we are.

Now my Christmas book sits next to my bed, and every night before I go to sleep, I write down a few things that made me happy that day. And every night, I’ve gone to sleep content.

So here it is, my very first Love Thursday entry.

January 4

  • Poppy’s post-bath curls
  • Poppy’s smiles as “Your Personal Penguin” starts to play
  • An extravagant number of marshmallows in my Lucky Charms
  • “Born to Run” on the shuffle as I’m finishing my running stint for the day

January 5

January 6

  • The gleeful look on Rockford’s face when he watches the “Dad got hosed” ad
  • Having a few hours to myself
  • Poppy’s laughs when Rockford sings “Do the Rubber Duck” at bathtime

January 7

  • Playing “Get Mommy” with Poppy
  • Rockford telling me I’m beautiful
  • the talent scene in “Little Miss Sunshine”

January 8

  • Building Rockford’s new “closet” (a free-standing garment rack)
  • Going out to take pictures with Poppy. Her smile when I turn on the camera.

January 9

  • Lunch with Rockford at PF Changs
  • Poppy loving her dinner (mac ‘n’ cheese … “noodle? noodle?”)
  • The puff pastry on sweet potato pot pies actually puffing
  • Minute 24 of my work-out … almost done 🙂
  • The day’s last glow on Poppy’s hair
  • A nice comment on my “Rust” photo

January 10

  • Rockford telling me my hair looked nice
  • Poppy’s long post-nap hug
  • A nice, long chat with Laura
  • Very kind comments on the Web site*
  • Rockford: ” ‘D‘ is for something that you play with steaks. Whump whump.”
  • Target
  • Our futile search for a Wii

*I wasn’t really fishing for compliments on that last post. I was just wondering how you found this site. But I appreciate them nevertheless. Thank you!

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Flotsam / Jetsam

Talk to me


I know a few things about the people who stumble onto this site. I know, for one thing, that you’re an elite crew.* I know that most of you are from the United States. And that every now and then someone from Spain or Australia or the Philippines or the UK drops by. I know that some of you come here looking for sweet potato recipes or for Rockford or for Rockford’s sisters or for book reports. I even know some of you in real life.

But I’d like to know more about you.

Who are you? What brought you here? What was the best book you read in 2006?** The best movie?** Do you have a blog? Where is it? Do you like ice cream? (I do.)

It’s National Delurking Week***. Give me a little shout out, will ya?

*that’s just a nice way of saying I don’t get much traffic
**stolen directly and without shame from Sweetney.com
***a thing I saw at Paper Napkin