Yeah. I tag myself.
But I'm going to say that the lovely Desmama tagged me.
5 things I was doing 10 years ago
1. Starting my new campus job, cleaning urinals from 4:00am to 7:30am every morning. Betchyall didn't even know how hard core I can be! And boys, seriously. What is with the leaving of the newspapers on the floor of the bathroom stalls? That's just gross.
2. Enjoying new short haircut--the result of a previously mentioned rappelling incident. Unfortunately, did not know how to properly blowdry new short hair and so wandered around with hair pyramid on head.
3. Living in the dorms with Miss Hass, Audra (my room roommate, who called me Eugene, which I still answer to in the manner of Pavlov's dogs), Lady Steed, Skippen, AA, and other fab folk.
4. Eyeing RMs (Returned Missionaries) with trepidation because I knew they were just after one thing, and I wasn't about to get married until I was at least 19. I think my plan worked a little too well.
5. Believing that I knew Absolutely Everything and that there was no such thing as a gray area, ever.
5 things on my to-do list
1. Go back in time and learn the cello instead of the flute. The flute is nice and all, but cellos sound like rich, dark, chocolate.
2. Go to a conference tomorrow where I will meet up with the delightful MBC and her library posse for lunch. Wheee!
3. Try to stop being so fabulous all the time.
4. Finish Christmas shopping with limbs, sanity, and bank account intact.
5. Find new British boyfriend, since all my usual ones keep getting married, which is rude of them.
5 things I'd do if I were a millionaire
1. BUY a British boyfriend. Hah!
2. Invest most of it, because I'm dork like that. And then I would read my statements compulsively up in the tower of my mansion and cackle with delight at the growth.
3. Take my sisters and my mom on a fabulous trip.
4. Buy myself that cottage in Derbyshire
5. Stockpile my home with all the imported cheeses and chocolates I could get, and then invite cheese-loving friends over to gorge ourselves while watching Sumptuous Literary Adaptations. (Although, now that I think of it, I might not need to wait for millionaire status to do this.)
5 things I'd never do again
1. Feed my little brother coolboy clamjuice by telling him it was lemonade. I still feel bad about that one, but only because my family won't let it go.
2. Get a perm
3. Um.
4. Huh.
5. Actually, I don't have loads of regrets. But I do feel really bad about the clam juice. And the perms.
5 favorite possessions (was "toys," but I don't really have many of them, unless you count the sunroof on my car)
1. My down comforter which I love so much that I compressed it and hauled it to England with me. Best. decision. ever.
2. My rainbow book shelves
3. My previously-mentioned collection of Sumptuous Literary Adaptations
4. My sand jars.
5. The love and adoration of the most precious children alive.
(photo taken without permission from my sister's blog)
5 things I've read recently
1. The Omnivore's Dilemma, to get my liberal pinko commie groove on
2. The City of Ember, for book group
3. The ingredients list on a box of Western Family Stuffing, which was terrifying.
4. Last Minute Knitted Gifts, because I'm working on a surprise . . . shhhh!
5. An LDS novel recommended by Desmama, who knows my distrust of LDS fiction and says this particular writer is worth reading. She didn't put any pressure on me, just said that if I don't like it then we can't be friends anymore.
I'm Steph, a librarian and mom of 3 (not sure how that happened). Let's chat books, food, Sumptuous Literary Adaptations, poop, knitting and maybe some crazy Mormon Feminism.
16 comments:
Down comforters are amazing. Don't let anyone tell you they're not worth hauling overseas. I took mine in its own carry-on suitcase to Russia. It's definitely one of the better decisions I've made in my life.
I'm tagging myself because I am currently experiencing writer's block.
Also, I would feel bad about the clam juice. And the perms. I feel bad about my own perms, actually.
I am still laughing about this. Also, I'm totally suing your for copyright and licensing violation or whatever.
Clam juice?! That sounds only slightly more wicked than the time I put fake ants in my sister's drink thinking she'd freak out when she saw and then she didn't even see them and drank them up. Nice. Try explaining that one to an eight-year-old. "You, um, just drank my plastic ants."
This list was just beautiful.
You drool everytime you hear "Eugene"? I never knew I made you drool... haha!
Stover Hall... good times! Never have there been more opposite roommates... we were so good for each other! Everytime I see a Beta I think of those times!
Question the First: Is City of Ember any good?
Question the Second: What novel did DesMama recommend? Just wondering.
I also distrust LDS fiction. And I love down comforters along with Sumptuous Literary Adaptations.
Ahhh...the things that warm the soul.
Edgy: "Question the First: Is City of Ember any good?"
Meh. It was okay. The premise was cooler than its development, which is far too often the case. I kept meaning to read the sequel, but I never got around to it.
I think I'm going to tag myself, too.
Tricking coolboy into drinking clam juice sounds like something I'd do today. And not regret it in the slightest, because I am evil that way. On a partially related topic, does he have any scary food stories yet?
Totally agree with Jer on City of Ember. It was okay. I couldn't shake the feeling that it was just a cheap knockoff of The Giver. I recommended Lisa McKendrick's novel A Life of My Own. Edgy, did you ever read that one? Or her first one?
If I become the millionaire first I will pop over the atlantic with plenty of cheese and chocolate, having first popped up to Derbyshire to round up a few suitable men! :)
I can't believe anyone in our family would even mention the clam juice event, unless it's because they think it's funny, which it sort of was, in an amazing way. The part where coolboy barfed anyway. I still can't beleive he drank it.
Oh!Ha! I had completely forgotten that Audra called you Eugene--thank you for making me remember. Good times.
Take mom and the girls on a trip...I see no mention of your of your poor forgotten father. So sad...
Who is the author?
Bridget, I'm glad you're with me on the down comforters!
Hass, the clam juice thing is made a bit worse by the part where I was about 14 and coolboy was 6 or 7. Yeah . . .
Jen, you and I both know that litigation never ends happily.
Desmama, how small were those ants that she could just gulp them down and not notice??
Hee. Audra, I really should have thought of a name for you. Clearly my imagination was broken that year.
Edgy, I will bow to Jer and Desmama on this one. I really liked it the first time I read it a few years ago, but I'm sure there were weaknesses. I still like it better than People of Sparks (the sequel) and I haven't read Prophet of Yonwood. They're by Jeanne DuPrau, if that was your question, STM!
Rynell, we are friends. :-)
Julie, it would probably be better if you DID become the millionaire first, because you would have it in pounds rather than dollars. Which would be awesome. I'll be keeping an eye out for you!
Mom, are you serious? People bring it up All. The. Time. Apparently when you only do like 3 imperfect things in life everyone needs to get the mileage out of them.
Sure thing, Lady Steed!
Fine, Dad. You can come too. It's just that it might not involve a beach (at least not for the whole time) so I didn't know how interested you would be.
So what was the LDS book you just read? I am coming out of lurkdom to ask because I just can't believe there is worthwhile LDS fiction out there. If there is, I'd like to know about it!
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