Hastywords, the inventor of this thing
I borrowed this idea from Hastywords, who insisted that a blog post be all about HER for a change (but it really isn’t!). She doesn’t know it, but she created a format, and I’m following it. I’ll summarize, and then fill it out.
1) I think ______ is charming.
2) If I had to pick my own prison, it would be _______
3) I love (type of entertainment)
4) I am a sucker for _________
5) I love (type of person? She just put ‘people’ versus ‘animals’)
6) I am (favorable character trait)
7) I love (some personal action – she put ‘laughter’)
8) I love (activity – she put ‘to cook’)
I think being vulnerable is charming. – When someone has a few vulnerable moments, they are demonstrating to me that they don’t think they are perfect, don’t play everything close to the vest, and that I can let my guard down (or lower, anyway) near them. Me relaxed – me happy.
If I had to pick my own prison it would be a music store. – I value music above all else (things, not people), and so that is where I would want to be kept.
I love twilight. – Twilight, dusk, sunset, these are all names for the same thing – my favorite time of day. It’s the time when work stops and fun, relaxation, family begins. It’s the time of anticipation before something good happens.
I am a sucker for children’s laughter. - That is my favorite sound of all time, and any time I can hear it, I stop and listen. And if I can cause it, I do.
I love friendly people. – A friend of mine long ago once said “Friendly people are the coolest people in the world.” Not to get all mystical and shit, but he said it out of nowhere, after I hadn’t seen him for a month, first and only thing he said to me that entire night, in the middle of a club, while loud music was playing. And a couple of years later, he was dead of a heroin overdose.
I am sane. – I have to be sane, but I was sane long before I had to be. I don’t like being out of control, except in controlled ways. That gives me willpower, and is how long ago I quit smoking forever, and how I cut wayyyyyyy back on my drinking. And it’s how I’m keeping my calories down now.
I love singing. – I love when people sing, especially around me, especially TO me.
I love to cook. – Yeah, I love to cook too. But in a house where everyone likes something different, that often involves letting them starve. Just kidding! It does mean making two meals, or two versions of the same meal.
Hastywords said “Take a few moments and do a self inventory. Who are you? What do you believe? How do you want those beliefs to play out in your life? Take time every now and then to make it ALL ABOUT YOU!” So go do it. Now! You go now!
Edward Hotspur
Cool and compelling, thanks!
No, thank YOU.
I like this post, Hotsie. BTW…where is everybody? Hmmm….
I don’t know. Maybe I should kill myself. I blame it on the ADD, baby.
Sail!
In my house when somebody asks for something other than I am cooking I tell them it isn’t a cafeteria!
I like inspiring you…something for me to aspire to do everyday!
Well, there really isn’t one meal that will satisfy everyone, because this person doesn’t like pasta, and this person doesn’t like fish, and this person doesn’t like vegetables, and so on, adults and children and adult children alike. And then there’s me. I like everything except the melon family. So I get to compromise every day.
You don’t have to go out of your way to inspire me.
I feel so close to you right now. You have shared some of your inner self. This was beautiful.
Nobody needs to know that much about me. Not that quickly. If they do, they can damn well read my blog from the very beginning.
I guess that’s good. I don’t feel like I’ve shared that much, though. Not that revealing.
You opened the door, and we all peeked in. Some of us saw more than others… but that is always the way of things…
I had a towel on.
Your modesty has been preserved. Like a jar of strawberries…