Splash

The movie

I'm picturing Daryl Hannah and that annoying mermaid sound...

Also someone I used to know who was supposedly in the film somewhere, but said she wasn't visible and not to bother looking for her. I never did, but others felt the need to dissect every second of the film to try to find her. I don't think anyone ever did. I think she said she was one of several hundred reporters. That or maybe 3rd mermaid from the left.

Catcher

In the Rye?

I don't even remember that story. I vaguely remember reading it in High School, thinking about bleachers and the hill at our football field, and remembering that the book was supposed to be controversial. But I don't remember why. Nor do I think I knew at the time, so how shocking could it have been? Mostly I remember being bored by it. Really painfully BORED. I hated it.

(Sorry to any JD fans or family! It just wasn't my thing. I'm also not a big reader, so take that into consideration too!)

Drifting

How I've been. I feel like I've been drifting. I was out of it. I felt lost for a while. Trying to keep above water. Now I'm back and still trying to stay afloat. Too much to do. Stressed. Knowing I have it in me to get it done. Wondering when I'll do it all. And then what...?

Emotions rising and falling... security up and "Ooooh! Look at the view!!!" and then down again in a sea of uncertainty. Waves of emotion, of nausea, of fear, of joy... Of doubt. Self doubt. Doubt in others. In my abilities. In the Universe...

Too much influenced by things not in my control at the moment. I don't like that :o/

I'm drifting... And I don't know that I even want to look for "land" right now. Maybe living in a drifting state could be better in the end... if I could get past the motion sickness.

Exquisite

Not in my vocabulary. I know what the word means, but I don't use it. I can't imagine myself using it. I picture marble floors, high ceilings, like a museum... women with deep black finely sprayed Jackie Kennedy type hair, silk gowns, champaign sipping, crystal glasses, diamonds glistening... everything sparkly.

Even if I were in an environment like that, near something worthy of the word "exquisite," I'm pretty sure I'd still say something like "Wow! Neato! COOL!!!!"

Trunk

I think I did this one before too?

I like trunks. I'm not sure why. I love the idea of them. The mystery. The craftsmanship... But they're heavy.

If I could, I would design a room full of trunks. Each with its own story; About the trunk, and about the contents inside.

* Again I was right. January 14th was a "Trunk" day too :)

Pageant

Of all the Pageant associations in my head, my mind just went to Lynda Carter.

I was a big Wonder Woman fan when I was younger. I was a big Superhero fan. Batman, Superman, Spiderman, and of course, since I'm a girl, I was a huge fan of Wonder Woman. Lynda Carter could do no wrong when I was ten. I wanted to fight crime and be Wonder Woman's sidekick. I wanted to be Batman, Spiderman, and Superman's sidekicks too.... wait, no. Superman pissed me off once. I wanted to be Wonder Woman's sidekick ;)

Recycle

I was just thinking about this. Actually, as the page loaded, I was thinking about dropping off a bunch of stuff at a thrift store, which is kind of the same thing.

I'm usually good about recycling. There have been times when I've been bad about it. Usually those are times when life is immensely stressful and, in the grand scheme of things, it's more logical to forego recycling in exchange for oh, I dunno... leaving immediately and saving a life! (It happens!)

Gourmet

My friend :) Ok she's not a gourmet but she cooks really well. I'm used to pretty basic tasteless food! And I'm ok with that. I like food "as is." Plus I have allergies, so simple is often best with me. To be honest, restaurant food doesn't taste a whole lot better to me. That's not to say I cook as well as a restaurant, but I rarely eat somewhere because I think "The food here is SO GOOD." I eat out if I'm tired and don't want to cook for myself! If the food isn't bad at a restaurant, that's good enough for me!

But my friend cooks really well. I've eaten at her place several times and she's amazing with seasoning. I know nothing about seasoning. I have four I use and that's it, and I don't even use those all the time. She's got an encyclopedia of spices. All fresh. All combined well on the food... her cooking is fantastic. I'm trying to get tips from her because it seems effortless for her. I'd love for it to be effortless for me too. Right now, for me it's just "clueless."

brunch

My mother used to have a teal plastic plate set. Possibly Bakelite. VERY teal with some lighter shades of teal and some white/yellow/green daisies. She used these outside when she had guests over for a special occasion, like brunch. Funny to me that a set of plastic plates was perceived by me to be the "special" plates :)

Swing

Interesting... The first thing that came to my mind was "swingers." I recently had a conversation about open marriages - I'm not married. It wasn't about me! We were actually talking about cheating spouses, and a situation that involved a wife repeatedly sticking by her husband despite his history of cheating on her.

I'd said that if they'd had an open marriage and were both ok with that, his actions wouldn't bother me so much (not that it's any of my business either way.) Then I said, maybe they DO have an open marriage and just never told anyone. Then I realized that, if he keeps cheating, and she keeps sticking by him, that's exactly what they have. An open marriage they're both ok with.

Crew

They couldn't afford a crew, so they recruited volunteers. "Volunteers for the cause." Passionate. Loyal. Highly skilled. Each believing in the dream of Utopia. Their Utopia. A place they would finally belong. But "The Powers that Be" had other plans.