What time did you get up this morning? I am not sure as I didn't get up right away nor did I look at the clock.
2. How do you like your steak? Rare
3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? Best Exotic Marigold Hotel and thrilled to hear there will be a follow up installment.
4. What is your favorite TV show? Miss Fisher's Mysteries
5. If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be? I live there already. But perhaps somewhere with mild weather and close to good food sources in say France or Italy.
6. What did you have for breakfast? A smoothie of pineapple, strawberry , frozen blueberries, yogurt, ice, orange juice and a smidge of agave syrup.
7. What is your favorite cuisine? Good food.
8. What foods do you dislike? turnip, parsnip, fried liver.
9. Favorite Place to Eat? don't have one anymore
10. Favorite dressing? one I throw together at home.
11.What kind of vehicle do you drive? we have a Toyota Camry
12. What are your favorite clothes? jean and a t-shirt
13. Where would you visit if you had the chance? south of France
14. Where would you want to retire? don't make me go back to work...please.
15. Favorite time of day? bedtime
16. Where were you born? in a hospital
17. What is your favorite sport to watch? I really don't like to watch them anymore...even golf which I use to find relaxing to watch on tv is too loud and weirdly filmed now.
18. What's your dream job? retirement...dreams come true
19. How many siblings? Three
20. Favorite pastime/hobby? eating/sleeping/sex/
21. Who are you most curious about their responses to this? who will even respond?
22. Bird watcher? Most certainly...we live in a great place for bird watching.
23. Are you a morning person or a night person? Night person
29. Are you married? No.
30. Always wear your seat belt? yes indeed
31. Been in a car accident? yes but not in a very long time
32. Any pet peeves? people who are afraid of being seen as intelligent
33. Favorite Pizza Toppings? goat cheese. roasted bell peppers
34. Favorite Flower? shasta daisies make me happy.
35. Favorite ice cream? maple walnut
36. Favorite fast food restaurant? I use to like Wendy's for a gut bomb but where we live now they are horrid.
37. How many times did you fail your driver’s test? yes
38. From whom did you get your last email? someone from WIP group
39. Which store would you choose to max out your credit card? grocery store perhaps
40. Do anything spontaneous lately? I was in my studio earlier and most everything that happens out there is spontaneous.
41. Like your job? I like not having one
42. Broccoli? yes indeed
43. What was your favorite vacation? Hawaii tied with Sweetie's 40th birthday cruise
44. Last person you went out to dinner with? Sweetie and I checked out a new Indian food place...it was surprising good.
45. What are you listening to right now? I hear keystrokes
46. What is your favorite color? I am in flux on that right now. I would still have to go with yellow because nothing has definitively taken yellow's place.
47. How many tattoos do you have? None.
49. What time did you finish this quiz? 9:52 pm
50. Coffee Drinker? No.
2) What’s your favorite white article of clothing?
I don't wear white much anymore. Not sure why actually. I did have a white t-shirt that had pairs of cows in various mating positions. Most people who were observant would laugh. Met someone at a bar once who had the same shirt but with moose. We share a great laugh and laughing is always good...laughing with a very cute boy is always very good.
3) What are your thoughts on telling little white lies?
I don't think people see the harm. But for people who have a problem with being truthful and/or have not even a passing relationship with honesty...those folks equate their huge lying ways to have the same consequence as little white lies
4) What’s an impressive white animal?
5) What are some songs in your iTunes (or other media player) whose title contains the word white?
Several White Christmas Paul Brandt, Michael Buble, Martina McBride
White Flag Garth Brooks
Into White Cat Stevens
Black & Whitex5- Bill Conti
White Cat- Cheryl Wheeler
In an attempt to organize some art materials it became obvious I had lost something. I had an empty envelope. I searched and searched. I could not find the item that belonged in the envelop. I searched some more and wrote an art friend to see if I had left it in her studio. I searched by studio yet again. I am happy to report I found it. Sadly I had lost the envelope into which it belongs. I managed to reunite the items. I have yet to get it stored away with like items in the studio ...hopefully I can do that before the full envelope is lost, yet again.
What was the last thing you lost but were able to find again?
There was just perfection last night. Way back in September we were the highest bidders on a ticket package and last night we enjoyed the reward of that bid. Since we had to drive a fair distance we decided to do a couple of errands en route. Those were most successful and what was unsuccessful can be handled one day next week somewhere else. We found parking without problem and despite traffic snarls made it to the restaurant to only 3 minutes late. It was a large space but had lovely atmosphere and felt cosy. Our friends Ch&Ca (i had years spending a couple of hours once a week painting with them both) were already nestled into a table. We ordered 2 appetizers that we shared and went that way with our main courses and so we ordered two dishes at medium heat and two without. It was a lovely balance. The food was superb. Such a contrast from Wednesday night's crap meal. Restored belief in chefs to cook truly good and flavourful dishes. Our bellies warmed and comforted we wandered over to the concert hall (our first visit). First we attended the pre show chat with the musicians. The gentleman who dreamed up the tour has been doing this for eighteen years. After the first few years he decided that the criteria for all the musicians featured in the show had to be composers not just performers. I think this is what has kept this tour going all this time. There is something to be said for attending opening night of a tour. The musicians are all in the honeymoon stage and there is no slick we have done this performance a million times and I am bored vibe. These four guitar players were outstanding. One from the UK, one from Italy, one from the US and one from Argentina. All with there own sound all with the own style. There were solos, duets and a couple of times when all four played together. Not a bad note anywhere and we had the best seats in the house.
The organizer of this series made direct eye contact and acknowledgement of me when he left the pre show chat. Then when he opened the show the first phrase of notes from his guitar pulled me into the music. The tone of his guitar sits right in this pocket of sound I love. Sweet, full, rich and warm.
He also did a bit where they gave away new guitar strings. He picked me but I respectfully turned it down as I don't play guitar. This pleased the fellow who got the strings. When we were driving home Sweetie and I dissected the show. Sweetie said, "I felt an immediate connection to him when he started playing his guitar. It was like being in nature."
It is now later in this post. This morning I was awaken and told I had five minutes to get into a robe and get to the table. Clearly he was inspired. In the background French music was playing. There was a cocktail of orange juice and Limoncello. He had taken a small wheel of brie sliced it in half stuffed it with mixed berries then reassembled the brie and topped it with crushed pecans and drizzled it with dark maple syrup. It was baked in the oven and served with cinnamon french toast. He had also been to the store to purchase my newspaper. He is such a keeper.
I wonder if my youngest brother requested apple pie for his birthday dessert tonight.
The Chinese restaurant we were to attend last night with four other people was closed. It is understandable because it is just a husband and wife with many small children and any upheaval sets about problems. We went to a new place 15 minutes south. It was the worst food. Zero flavour and I think the server was totally embarrassed. I did get a nice fortune even though I could have broken a tooth on the super hard cookie. We salvaged what was left of the evening and had a nice drink and visit at Starbucks. Even that was a challenge because three Girl Guide leaders had pull three tables together to make a cube of sorts to have a meeting. And then had the nerve to be offended when the other 5 of my party showed up with drinks and we respectfully didn't allow for them them to continue to horde space for 12.
Today I has another treatment on my shoulder. It was about 7:30 tonight when I had this thought pop into my brain. I am not sure I paid her. Oh shit...anyway I called her and she doesn't remember if I paid her. Now what to do? Yikes. Hoping my brain will sort it out once I stop purposefully focused on it. I continue to get better. There has been slow steady progress and no set backs.
I need to get some tape for my forehead so I stop furrowing my brow.
Our fave stop for soup and sandwich is for sale and the current owners will be packing it in just before Christmas. It is sad really because it has become a real treasured spot for us. We will be able to keep having contact with the one owner as we will go other farm to buy stuff but the two owners really had a flair for flavour and quality ingredients.
I welcome two new LJ folks who recently I have added to my friends list.
Our go to sushi chef on the majority of occasions is now in Japan on holiday. Last time he was there he returned with a present for us. We have our fingers crossed we will be so fortunate again. We would be thrilled to get the same gift yet again. Black miso made in the style of the town in which he was born. It does magically thing to a turkey roast.
Last night I went to my writing group that meets on Tuesday evening. It was the place to be last night. There was a talk and walkthrough of putting a book up on KDP on Amazon. There was probably 3-4 new folks show up and then probably 15 regulars. There was no spare chairs in the board room.
I was playing in the studio and got into the spray inks. I have a black thumbnail...time to back out there and get the other 9 black so I am ready for a goth on Halloween.
He is often trying to learn things so something that aids in that regard. Generally if he is on the computer he is not on the internet or surfing the net...he is editing photos, writing music, being all geeky in computer technical stuff.
thanks for thistabula_rosa
I have been playing out in the studio a fair bit the last three or four days. Last night when I was out there I went for tumble. It wasn't too bad. My injured arm freaked but alas no worse because of it. I landed on my butt from a crouching position. It was all so graceful.
We watched Being John Malkovich and laughed our heads off at the strangeness of it all. Thank you public library for being our video store.
Now it seems Deb believes I need to send chanterelles over the Rockies and in return my shoulder would be healed. I think that she is looking for free groceries and is out of luck. And for the record we have been realitvely fog free this day. The previous two days ...fog was great and particularly atmospheric. Wonderful.
Lady and Chanter managed to share an easy chair for the purpose of sleeping yesterday.
Dick Cheney, no longer relevant and so paranoid while still fanning the flames of hatred. I think he should apply to change his name to Dick Head or Dick Wad.
Off to look at things art related.
We have been having great feast of chanterelle mushrooms due to the fact they are bountiful this year and because they are just so dang good.
We are putting a real dent into the turkey we cooked last Saturday.
While coming home today we drove by a field that often have cattle strewn about. Today it was foggy and misty and full of atmosphere. Two eagles with their beaming white heads sat side by side on two fence posts and look out onto the field full of cattle. It was so very cool to witness. Sweetie borrowed my telephoto lens and we are hoping one of his photos captured the scene and the feeling.
Love keeps things in perspective.
"...most of the our ideas of beauty are pure convention, and even truth has been defined as whatever doesn't disturb the pattern of what we already know."
Northrup Frye gleaned from reading The Educated Imagination (1963)