Saturday

signs

Things that indicate I'm getting better:
  1. My eye sockets don't hurt.
  2. The sitting up to lying down ratio is more socially acceptable.
  3. No alternating feelings of being broiled alive & having shivering goosebumps.
  4. Taking a shower & brushing my teeth don't seem quite so daunting.
  5. I care deeply that instead of looking like this when I'm ill:













Unplucked eyebrows, yes. Pretty nightgown & flawless complexion? No.



...I look more like this:












Except I'm lying down, and not smiling. Plus my hair is shorter.

Thursday

thirteen saptastic songs for your valentine

My 13 faves from the "lovey dovey stuff" playlist on my iPod:

  • This Boy ~ The Beatles (I totally wanted This Boy, to save me from That Boy who only made me cry.)

~Diana Ross & Lionel Richie (I used to have the 45 rpm and would listen to it daily. And cry.)
  • I Will Always Love You ~ Dolly Parton (More crying)
  • Wonderful Tonight ~ Eric Clapton (Rockers singing love songs? *sob*)
  • I Only Want to Be With You ~ Dusty Springfield (I love that I could actually sing along to this; if only I could dance like her.)
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    One of us is crazy...See more at Thursday 13

    Friday

    could i possibly be any more vanilla?

    This is an assignment I gave my creative writing students this week. My only real intention was to get them to think figuratively - come up with unusual comparisons that tell something about a character (in this case, themselves). As individual statements, they seem innocuous & amusing. When read all at once? It's armchair psychoanalysis. Some of the patterns that emerged with kids were such dead-on personality profiles, I felt a little guilty for revealing them so. I think everyone owes me $95 for my hour of assessment.

    Feel free to call this a meme (or whatever you prefer that doesn't sound so weird) and probe the depths of your own psyche. Zenmomma did a post like this, too (something in the air?) with variations and a song.

    If I were a shoe, I'd be a shiny penny loafer.
    If I were a city, I'd be London.
    If I were a season, I'd be fall.
    If I were a car, I'd be a Volvo.
    If I were a vegetable, I'd be a carrot.
    If I were a fruit, I'd be a strawberry.
    If I were a color, I'd be plum.
    If I were furniture, I'd be a loveseat.
    If I were a song, I'd be something sappy. Or a show tune (but from a tragedy).
    If I were a country, I'd be England.
    If I were a beverage, I'd be black tea.
    If I were clothing, I'd be a cardigan sweater.
    If I were weather, I'd be sunny & mild.
    If I were an animal, I'd be a koala.
    If I were a dessert, I'd be apple crisp.
    If I were a plant, I'd be a hydrangea.
    If I were a word, I'd be practical.