Wordless Wednesday is right below this post.
Quite a while ago my buddy JennieBoo tagged me with this meme. In the ME Meme, I'm supposed to give you 5 things about myself that I have never told you before. Because I was in the midst of doing my "200 things about me" posts, I thought I'd be all out of "me" things to give you, so I held off on the meme.
But the other morning on the radio there was this discussion being had about things you had never done that most people have done. I thought I'd incorporate this discussion and instead of just telling you 5 things about myself, I'll tell you five things I've NEVER done, that the average person (at least in the U.S.A.) probably has:
1. I've never eaten a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. EVER. Yes, I know that is a very strange thing, but I was allergic to peanut butter until recently (I've always had strange allergies that come and go), so peanut butter is a new food group for me, and I'm just beginning to expirement with it. In fact, I've also never had a "Butterfinger" but the other day I had a Butterfinger Ice Cream...YUM. I just bought some raspberry jelly this weekend, I just need to get some sandwich bread and the "never" will be deleted from this list pretty soon.
2. Keeping with the food stuffs, I've never had a traditional "grilled cheese" sandwich. By traditional I mean made in a frying pan. I've had paninis, and my own version of grilled cheese, made on a grill or electric sandwich maker, but never a "frying pan" kind.
3. I've never been skiing or ice skating. This may not be so unusual in the warmer parts of the country, but around these parts, I'm an oddity. Everyone around here has done at least one of the two.
4. I've never watched ANY of the Star Wars movies. I know, I know, sacrilege and all that, but I've just never had an interest in them. I don't think I've watched more than 5 minutes of the original, and not even that much of any of the prequels or whatever they were. If I were to elaborate on this, I could tell you I've also never seen Jaws (again, no interest), The Godfather films (there is no excuse for this one, I love gangster movies, and I even bought the box set for my ex Cognac at one point), or even a full episode of the tv show "Cheers" (which as a Bostonian is not something I should be admitting)...and a whole slew of other movies that "everyone" has seen.
5. I've never been fishing. Maybe this isn't that unusual, but I am Portuguese, so really, fishing should come naturally to me, shouldn't it? But, I've never done it.
It was actually a lot harder to come up with these than I thought it would be. I don't really know how many people I'm supposed to tag, so I'm going with 3.
Julia - Because I love this lady and want to learn more about her.
Ms. Frou Frou - Because I know she's been really busy with work and hasn't really had a chance to blog much lately, so I'm hoping to give her some fodder for when she has a chance to get back to it.
and
Janis - Because I love reading her stories of her time in Asturias, so I'm greedily asking for five more things I don't know.
Ladies, you don't have to do a "I've never" like I did, it's just a 5 things we don't know about you post. Have fun with it.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Interview with a Blogger - The Second
It's been so long that you may not remember, but a while ago I was interviewed by my fellow blogger Frigga. You can read that interview HERE.
In a fun new meme going around the blogosphere another blogger asks you five questions, you post them on your blog, and offer to interview any of your readers. The rules can be found in the original interview post.
Per the meme, a few bloggers asked to be interviewed by yours truly, so I set to asking the really tough questions.
Here are some of the interviews I've done that have been answered, please do go check them out:
1. Ms. Frou Frou
2. Joy T
3. Annie
4. JennieBoo
5. Frances
There is also one more coming, but I'm not saying anything about Lisa not having been able to do hers yet, because yours truly is LONG overdue on responding to one herself.
In a fun new meme going around the blogosphere another blogger asks you five questions, you post them on your blog, and offer to interview any of your readers. The rules can be found in the original interview post.
Per the meme, a few bloggers asked to be interviewed by yours truly, so I set to asking the really tough questions.
Here are some of the interviews I've done that have been answered, please do go check them out:
1. Ms. Frou Frou
2. Joy T
3. Annie
4. JennieBoo
5. Frances
There is also one more coming, but I'm not saying anything about Lisa not having been able to do hers yet, because yours truly is LONG overdue on responding to one herself.
See, after Ms. Frou Frou answered my questions, I decided to request that I be interviewed once again, by her this time. She sent me the questions quite a while back, and I just couldn't find the time to answer them. But here I am, answering them finally.
1. As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up? And what happened to that aspiration?
As a child I think I was about as "all over the place" as I am now, therefore, there were several different things I wanted to be. The first thing I remember was that I wanted to be a ballerina.
Seriously, how cute was I?? I took ballet as a very young girl, and really wanted nothing more than to be in the pretty tutus dancing around to Swan Lake. When we moved to an area where there were no local ballet classes, mom signed me up for gymnastics. 
Look at those lines! A new love was born, and now I wanted to be a gymnast when I grew up. With dance recitals and all that stuff, I just knew one day I'd be a dancer. 
Look at how serious I am!
At one point I also remember thinking/saying I wanted to be a doctor. The sight of blood, and the fact that I was NOT a fan of that sight quickly set me straight on that aspiration.
Yet another move, this time to the U.S., and the fact that my parents couldn't afford to send me to gymnastics or ballett, also put an end to that dream. But the dream of being a dancer was one I would carry with me forever.
As I got older, my dreams became a bit more realistic, and my love for the written word took over. I wanted to be a writer when I grew up. I even majored in Communication and Journalism in college with the idea that this would be what I would do for a living...write.
Unfortunately, jobs are scarce and low paying in the writing field, so I had to find other options, and that is why I ended up in the legal field instead.
As far as what happened to those childhood aspirations? I still want to be a dancer, I'll always want to be a dancer, but I realize that one will always be a pipe dream. I still want to be a writer, and that, I've been focusing my energy on a bit more. I have no interest in ever being a doctor, however.
2. Who was your first crush, or the first crush you're comfortable sharing?
Wow, for this I have to go back...way back...back into time. ;-) Who was my first crush? I'm sure I had little crushes in elementary school in Portugal, but none stand out for me. The first one that really stands out in my mind was my crush when I first arrived in the U.S., in the middle of the year in 4th grade. Coming into a new country, with a new language I wasn't at all versed in, I attended a bi-lingual school for that last half of 4th grade. I was "partnered up" with a boy who was to help me acclimate. His name was Julio. Julio was adorable, and nice, and really helpful to me in this brand new world I was in. Julio sat next to me in class, and translated what the english speaking teacher would say. He was also the class hottie that all the girls liked, so I felt sort of special that he was "my" class partner. The following year we went to a secondary school, and Julio and I would again be in the same class. But this time, it would be me who was helping him with his school work. (What can I say, I was a pretty smart kid). Julio and I were always friends, and flirtatious, but he never moved past the "crush" stage. Years later, while in high school, I would run into Julio again, and he was still a hottie, but the spark fizzled out soon after, we had nothing in common. Still, I'll always remember Julio with a fondness reserved only for those first crushes. I wish I had a picture for this one, but searches through old photo albums found me nothing! Alas!
3. If you didn't need to earn a living, and could do whatever you wanted to do, regardless of income, what would it be?
Well, some of this was answered in question one, but I'd love to dance professionally in some form (and not in a stripper pole sort of form, just for the record). I'd also be able to just write full time. If income wasn't an issue, I could spend my days writing out all the things my mind is constantly telling me about. I'd love to travel the world, writing about what I see, photographing what I see, and just experiencing all the sites. Also, if earning a living wasn't a worry, I'm pretty sure I'd be ready to adopt a child or two, and provide a loving home to someone who does not have one. Expand upon what I've been able to do through Big Brother Big Sister, and make a difference in a child's life, by bringing them into mine.
4. If they were going to make a movie of your life, who would you cast as you, and why? You can cast other people as well if you want to!
OOOOh, this is such a fun question! Believe it or not, I've never actually thought this one out. Let's see...if we're going on appearances sake, I really don't know, because I don't think there's any particular "actress" out there that I look like. However, I decided to go to Myheritage.com and find out what they said. This is what I came up with:
Not a bad cast of characters! I think I'd choose either Christina Ricci, because I think she could nail my sarcasm and wit, or Elizabeth Shue, because watching Adventures in Babysitting, I always wanted to be her. "Don't F$#% with the babysitter!" (okay, I realize that when I post this, Elizabeth Shue gets cut out, but I don't know how to fix it, and I'm at work and don't really have the time to try and figure it out...so...just trust me on this! haha)
Casting other people could be fun...but I'd probably get carried away and never finish this post, so I'm going to save that for another time, I think.
5. Silly one to finish... are you a scruncher or a folder?
I'm a roller.
This was fun! Do go check out the interviews linked above and tell them I sent you!
Monday, October 15, 2007
Fun Monday - Nice to meet you.
Janet from another planet is hosting Fun Monday this week.
As I began to read this week's assignment, I debated on whether or not I'd be participating, but I love Fun Mondays and would hate to miss out, so here's the assignment:
Describe your meeting with your spouse/significant other. I especially want to hear "meet cute" stories. And it doesn't have to be your actual current sig/other. Perhaps the "meet cute" story is a former boy/girlfriend... or even a best friend. Illustrate with photos, of course.
Well, obviously, since I have no "actual current" significant other, my story would have to be of a "former" love. So, upon learning that I was going to have to dig back, way back into time, I spent the last few days reliving my first meetings with my exes.
And here's the conclusion I came up with...I spent way too much time in nightclubs in my 20's, and I don't have any "meet cute" stories. I've racked my brain to find that one "meeting" that deserves its very own post, but I met all of my exes in pretty regular, traditional ways. In school, through friends, or on a dance floor at a nightclub. And as far as my best friends are concerned, well, those meetings are even more boring.
But, I've been meaning to introduce you all to some of the men of my past anyway, so I'll give you my meeting with Cognac, one of the true loves of my life.
In my former life, I was a hot little ticket who would dress up and hit the town with my girls in tow. Never would a weekend pass us by during which we didn't hit our various hot spots and dance clubs. We went out so often that we had our regular spots where we didn't have to wait in line, the bouncers knew us by name, and let us in ahead of everyone else. Yeah, we had it like that. Then there were the bigger spots we would frequent less often, but always with the same energy. Once we were in, we were on the dance floor, and you'd be hard pressed to get us to stop dancing. And we always commandeered plenty of male attention, without even trying that hard. The fact was, we were out to have fun, and we didn't necessarily care if we met any guys on any particular night. That ambivalence made us especially attractive to certain guys. Funny how that works, right?
Cognac was one of those guys. I remember like it was yesterday the first time I saw Cognac. 6'2", a dark chocolaty skin tone, bald head, and a smile to die for, he was hard to miss. I was, of course, on the dance floor with my cousin PM. He was standing off to the side, scoping the scene. Our eyes met for a second, and we both smiled. I pointed him out to PM, we both commented on how hot he was, and then I went back to enjoying myself. I kept an eye out for him the rest of the night, but I never left the dance floor, I never let on that I was checking him out either. That wasn't how I played it back then, and besides, this guy was so incredibly hot that I didn't necessarily think I stood a chance. Until PM leaned over and said "Don't look now, but the hottie is standing right behind you". Well then! Of course, in keeping with my nonchalant demeanor, I proceeded to ignore him for a while, with only a slight look in his direction to let him know that I knew that he was there. Oh, the games we play.
As would happen on a dance floor in those days, eventually we were dancing together, introducing ourselves, and exchanging telephone numbers. I still left that night pretty sure I'd never hear from Cognac again. But he did call, and would later tell me that he NEVER went out of his way to approach a girl at a club. He didn't have to, they usually came to him. It was my complete lack of interest that forced him to make a move. It intrigued him, and sucked him in. It would be months before I'd fess up that I was in fact covertly watching where he was all night, and hoping he was watching me.
As to what happened next? Well, you'll just have to stay tuned for that story won't you?
Sorry there are no pictures to go with this post, but as Cognac is an EX, I don't exactly want his face, gorgeous as it is, up on my blog. He was often compared to Tyson Beckford, the model, if that's any help.
Yeah...I had that.
Be sure to visit Janet for the list of participants. And next week Fun Monday is being hosted by Willowtree from A Dingo's Got My Barbie, be sure to visit him for the assignment, which is sure to be a good one.
As I began to read this week's assignment, I debated on whether or not I'd be participating, but I love Fun Mondays and would hate to miss out, so here's the assignment:
Describe your meeting with your spouse/significant other. I especially want to hear "meet cute" stories. And it doesn't have to be your actual current sig/other. Perhaps the "meet cute" story is a former boy/girlfriend... or even a best friend. Illustrate with photos, of course.
Well, obviously, since I have no "actual current" significant other, my story would have to be of a "former" love. So, upon learning that I was going to have to dig back, way back into time, I spent the last few days reliving my first meetings with my exes.
And here's the conclusion I came up with...I spent way too much time in nightclubs in my 20's, and I don't have any "meet cute" stories. I've racked my brain to find that one "meeting" that deserves its very own post, but I met all of my exes in pretty regular, traditional ways. In school, through friends, or on a dance floor at a nightclub. And as far as my best friends are concerned, well, those meetings are even more boring.
But, I've been meaning to introduce you all to some of the men of my past anyway, so I'll give you my meeting with Cognac, one of the true loves of my life.
In my former life, I was a hot little ticket who would dress up and hit the town with my girls in tow. Never would a weekend pass us by during which we didn't hit our various hot spots and dance clubs. We went out so often that we had our regular spots where we didn't have to wait in line, the bouncers knew us by name, and let us in ahead of everyone else. Yeah, we had it like that. Then there were the bigger spots we would frequent less often, but always with the same energy. Once we were in, we were on the dance floor, and you'd be hard pressed to get us to stop dancing. And we always commandeered plenty of male attention, without even trying that hard. The fact was, we were out to have fun, and we didn't necessarily care if we met any guys on any particular night. That ambivalence made us especially attractive to certain guys. Funny how that works, right?
Cognac was one of those guys. I remember like it was yesterday the first time I saw Cognac. 6'2", a dark chocolaty skin tone, bald head, and a smile to die for, he was hard to miss. I was, of course, on the dance floor with my cousin PM. He was standing off to the side, scoping the scene. Our eyes met for a second, and we both smiled. I pointed him out to PM, we both commented on how hot he was, and then I went back to enjoying myself. I kept an eye out for him the rest of the night, but I never left the dance floor, I never let on that I was checking him out either. That wasn't how I played it back then, and besides, this guy was so incredibly hot that I didn't necessarily think I stood a chance. Until PM leaned over and said "Don't look now, but the hottie is standing right behind you". Well then! Of course, in keeping with my nonchalant demeanor, I proceeded to ignore him for a while, with only a slight look in his direction to let him know that I knew that he was there. Oh, the games we play.
As would happen on a dance floor in those days, eventually we were dancing together, introducing ourselves, and exchanging telephone numbers. I still left that night pretty sure I'd never hear from Cognac again. But he did call, and would later tell me that he NEVER went out of his way to approach a girl at a club. He didn't have to, they usually came to him. It was my complete lack of interest that forced him to make a move. It intrigued him, and sucked him in. It would be months before I'd fess up that I was in fact covertly watching where he was all night, and hoping he was watching me.
As to what happened next? Well, you'll just have to stay tuned for that story won't you?
Sorry there are no pictures to go with this post, but as Cognac is an EX, I don't exactly want his face, gorgeous as it is, up on my blog. He was often compared to Tyson Beckford, the model, if that's any help.
Yeah...I had that.
Be sure to visit Janet for the list of participants. And next week Fun Monday is being hosted by Willowtree from A Dingo's Got My Barbie, be sure to visit him for the assignment, which is sure to be a good one.
Friday, October 12, 2007
Non-post - No follow-up Friday, No Update on Lawboy
I'm calling this a NON Post because this week there will be no follow up Friday. This is mostly because I replied to most comments in the comment sections themselves. Therefore, if you posted a comment, check there, I have responded to you.
This was mostly due to the fact that it was a very slow comment week in here. I guess I'm not the only one having a hard time blog-hopping lately. Well, what can you do? At least I was able to respond to all your comments, and I'm glad about that.
This is also a non-post because I have a non-update on the Lawboy situation. For those who missed the latest turn of events, you can read that here....I'll wait.
Okay, back?
So, the news is that there is no news. He never did call, text or email about a plan to get together. This was actually what I expected to happen, therefore, there was no real sense of disappointment and I'm not really upset not to hear from him. I think I would have been more shocked if he had actually followed through. And although I debated on contacting him, saying something along the lines of "trying to plan my weekend here, what's up", in the end, I decided against it. Actually, I didn't so much decide as I just didn't do it. I've been busy all week, and just kind of went about my week not really giving it much thought. Then, as it came time to make plans for my weekend, I decided it was in my best interested to not do any chasing of any sort in this situation. As I've said before, I told LawBoy the ball was in his court. He needs to sort out his life, and decide what he wants to do. In the meantime, I'm continuing to go about my own life, not really focusing much on whether or not he sorts his out. Does this latest turn of events make me write him off completely? Not necessarily, but he's never really been written in either, so, I'm pretty ambivalent about the whole thing.
I still get a kick out of the attention, but have no other expectations, I like it that way.
So, I've gone ahead and made my plans for my weekend, and it'll be another busy weekend for me, but there will be no "non-date" to report back on. Sorry ladies! ;-)
I'll try to do an actual post (as this was a non-post) later today, but I have a huge staff meeting this afternoon that I'm prepping for, so I can't promise anything.
This was mostly due to the fact that it was a very slow comment week in here. I guess I'm not the only one having a hard time blog-hopping lately. Well, what can you do? At least I was able to respond to all your comments, and I'm glad about that.
This is also a non-post because I have a non-update on the Lawboy situation. For those who missed the latest turn of events, you can read that here....I'll wait.
Okay, back?
So, the news is that there is no news. He never did call, text or email about a plan to get together. This was actually what I expected to happen, therefore, there was no real sense of disappointment and I'm not really upset not to hear from him. I think I would have been more shocked if he had actually followed through. And although I debated on contacting him, saying something along the lines of "trying to plan my weekend here, what's up", in the end, I decided against it. Actually, I didn't so much decide as I just didn't do it. I've been busy all week, and just kind of went about my week not really giving it much thought. Then, as it came time to make plans for my weekend, I decided it was in my best interested to not do any chasing of any sort in this situation. As I've said before, I told LawBoy the ball was in his court. He needs to sort out his life, and decide what he wants to do. In the meantime, I'm continuing to go about my own life, not really focusing much on whether or not he sorts his out. Does this latest turn of events make me write him off completely? Not necessarily, but he's never really been written in either, so, I'm pretty ambivalent about the whole thing.
I still get a kick out of the attention, but have no other expectations, I like it that way.
So, I've gone ahead and made my plans for my weekend, and it'll be another busy weekend for me, but there will be no "non-date" to report back on. Sorry ladies! ;-)
I'll try to do an actual post (as this was a non-post) later today, but I have a huge staff meeting this afternoon that I'm prepping for, so I can't promise anything.
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