But it’s what you’re getting today. Kind of like when your mom tells you you’re having leftovers: You panic a little, then you start calling all your friends, to see what they’re having for dinner (once again, I direct your attention to the blogroll on your right). Sometimes, you’re too lazy for that, so you stay on the couch, and think, “Meh, what’s one more night of tuna casserole?” And sometimes, the tuna casserole isn’t half bad. Bon appetit, kids.
What I Was Doing 10 Years Ago
Picture it: Saskatchewan, 1998 (Sorry, just having a Sofia Petrillo moment there.)
O and I had married in April. (There was no honeymoon.) I was doing admin work for my father-in-law, the town’s accountant. I was living in a trailer, teeth-grindingly envious of the double-wide down the block. Driving my first car, an ’88 Mustang hatchback. Thinking I should probably have some kids (everyone in town our age was on their second kid by then), but damned if I just didn’t feel like it. None of my friends or family lived anywhere near me.
Five Things on My To-Do List Today
1. Bake something (Done. 4 dozen gingerbread cookies. Wanted to make chocolate chip, but someone ate all the chocolate chips. And then put the bag, with 3 chips left in it, back in the freezer. Arse.)
2. Mark Maria as being “On Hiatus” on my blogroll. (Hours after I did it, she decided to start up again. How DO you solve a problem like Maria?) (Glad you’re back, kiddo!)
3. Keep on keeping the secret I’m keeping. (I suck at this kind of thing. I find it physically painful. But so far, so good.)
4. Invite myself to someone’s house for dinner this weekend. (Mission accomplished!)
5. Figure out where #1 son got the phrase “Well, it beats ditch digging!” from. (Maybe I don’t want to know. I’ll just continue to be amused by it.)
Things I Would Do If I Was a Billionaire
I would pay someone gobs of money to isolate the chemicals in the brain responsible for patience. Then I would have those chemicals synthesized, and shoot myself in the ass with a mega dose. Because I am sorely lacking right now.
Three of My Bad Habits
(Quirks, bad habits; tomaato, tomahto)
I bite my nails (sometimes while telling my son not to bite his).
I don’t return phone calls in a timely manner.
I keep people’s Tupperware,
and hope they’ll forget about it.
Five Jobs I’ve Had
Flag girl on a road paving crew (I went home at the end of the first day with blisters over my entire face, after standing on blacktop, in the sun, with no sunscreen. Brilliant.).
Worked in a deli department in a grocery store
(I sliced part of my left pinkie off in the meat slicer at the end of my first shift).
Waitress in a Chinese restaurant (It was the kind of place where old people left you a dollar as a tip. And expected you to gush over it).
Complaints Consultant at the Better Business Bureau (What I learned there: that people 1) don’t like to read contracts, and 2) are allergic to responsibility).
Salesperson at a clothing store (I was plus-sized, the clothes in the store weren’t. It worked about as well as you think it did.)
Five Books I’ve Recently Read
Consumption by Kevin Patterson.
About a girl from the Northwest Territories, who goes south to be treated for tuberculosis, then tries to return to the tundra. Wow. Picked it up on a Saturday morning, absolutely could not stop till I finished it Sunday night. I dream of writing this book.
The Ladies Lending Library by Janice Kulyk Keefer. A bunch of first generation Canadian women go to the beach for the summer. Mayhem ensues. I thought it was going to be pure chick-lit. Instead, pleasantly surprised by complex characters and writing that managed to be concise and descriptive at the same time.
The Alchemist by Paulo Cohelo. Well, there’s 4 hours I’m not gonna get back. “But Julia Roberts liked it! Julia. Roberts!” Uh, yeah, that’s great…
Infidel by Ayaan Hirsi Ali. Fascinated by the memoir part that makes up the first ¾ of the book; the last ¼ of the book was pure politics and seemed tacked on.
Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro. Over time, went from “Meh” to “Hmmm…”
Consider yourself tagged, if you’re into that kind of thing.