Here are Cee’s questions for this week–and I’m even getting my post done on Monday! OOPS! It’s just past midnight, so officially, it’s Tuesday. I’d better get a move on, I have a morning appointment ahead of me. Let’s get to it!
What is the most incredible natural venue that you’ve ever seen in person? Blackwater Falls frozen (click link for images) in winter, and experiencing Canaan Valley, WV, in a Jeep.
How many siblings do you have? What’s your birth order? I have three brothers–the best was saved for last. 😀
If you were a shoe, what kind would you be and why? I’d be a hiking boot–protective, supportive, and to share the beauty of Nature.
What is the strangest/weirdest thing you have ever eaten? To my knowledge, I’ve never eaten strange/weird food, unless you consider some of the things I made when learning to cook.
Optional Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up? I’m grateful for time with family and friends, and look forward to more of the same.
Hope you have a great week–and that you will share your answers, too!
It’s time to Share Your World! Let’s take a look at Cee’s questions for this week.
1. What were you most likely doing on this day when you were 12-years old?
I would have walked to the bus stop, got on the school bus for the ride to the junior-high school in town. It sat way up on a hill, so there were many steps to climb to get there. Seventh grade was the first year we changed classrooms for subjects. After six classes and lunch, I got on the bus and returned home. I would have spent some time with the outdoor cats, started homework, ate dinner, finished homework, then watched TV or played card games with my mom, showered and went to bed.
2. If you could write about, paint a picture or photograph any scenery you’ve seen before, what scene would you use?
Blackwater Falls State Park, West Virginia, frozen in winter.
3. What is one of your favorite quotes?
When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, “I used everything you gave me.”
4. What is your favorite type of dog? (Can be anything from a specific breed, a stuffed animal, or character in a movie).
Last week I was invited to participate in the Memory Monday meme on Sandy’s Space.Hubby worked Saturday, so I picked him up and took him to lunch. On my way back home, I saw this shiny red car on the interstate, a 1957 Chevrolet.
Right then, I knew what I would post for Memory Monday.
The only NEW car my dad ever owned was a green ’57 Chevy, 4-door. I was around the age of two when he got it; it showed up in the background of a lot of family photos over the years.
Some Sunday afternoons, it took us to my maternal grandparent’s house where we met up with aunts, uncles, and cousins for dinner. It would usually be late when we returned home, and often I would fall asleep in the back seat. I always awoke to the whine of the transmission when dad would downshift at our turn-off of Rt. 250.
Then there were Sunday drives. Dad and Mom in the front seat, my youngest brother and I in the back. He sat behind Dad, who always drove, and I sat behind Mom who never learned to drive. If anyone else ever rode with us, I got stuck in the middle, with my feet on the *hump.
In the summer, the Chevy took us to drive-in movies. One time, an elderly neighbor went with us. She said she’d bring the popcorn, and did she ever! She filled kraft-paper grocery bags with it.
After graduating from high school, my brother joined the Army. When he had leave, the Chevy would pick him up, or take him to a drop-off point, where he would hitchhike back to Fort Eustis.
We lived in West Virginia, so there was lots of snow and ice in the winter, and lots of road salt. Road salt isn’t kind to the metal body parts of a car. Some started to rust, but Dad would patch, patch, patch. The summer I was a rising senior in high school, Dad drove us to Virginia Beach to visit my two older brothers who were in the Navy. There had been a lot of rain; Richmond was flooded. I’m thinking it was from the remnants of a hurricane. I remember my feet getting wet, and Dad was surprised to find a puddle inside the car. When we returned home, he removed the rear seat and exclaimed, “There was a hole back there big enough to put a cow through!”
Thanks, Sandy, for inviting me to join in Memory Monday, and giving me one more trip down memory lane in the old ’57 Chevy.
*The “hump” was a raised area the length of the floor of the car that straddled the drive line.
The only resolution I made for 2011 was to research and start a blog. Apparently, I should have made a few others, because I’ve noticed some changes in myself this year; and not necessarily for good.
Pleaseconsider the following,and let me know what you think.
Am I getting OLDER, WISER, TIRED or just plain LAZY?
1. I’ve been noticing a bare face in my mirror more frequently, on days when I’m not going out and about. (I would NEVER do that to the public in general).
2. When our daughter was a teen, she and I would go to the mall and stay all day. Now, I might walk the mall to exercise in winter. I don’t like getting dressed ‘up.’ Maybe I never did. The fact that my upper half is 2-3 sizes larger than the bottom half, and my legs go all the way to my neck makes clothes shopping a trying experience. I don’t want to try any more.
3. I’ve never really been a ‘shoe’ person. This could have been my upbringing, when I got a new pair every Easter…usually black patent leather Mary Janes. In junior high and high school, I walked to the bus stop and home in heels, “granny” shoes, platforms, anything that would ruin one’s feet and everything connected to them. I teetered and wobbled, uphill both ways. 😉 If it wasn’t for stepping on disgusting things like slugs, I’d go barefoot all the time now.
4. I’m over cooking. Except for the weekly visit to Panera, I’m content with an apple or other fresh fruit, multigrain bread or crackers, cheese, peanut butter, Cheerios, Zone bars–quick, easy, low in calories–because it takes a whole lot of effort to maintain my girlish figure. <cough>
5. This may be genetic, but I’m becoming more of a homebody. I used to LOVE road trips! When hubby and I were dating, we drove his Jeep over every road in West Virginia at least once, paved or not, didn’t matter to us. To borrow a line from my dear friend, Carol, “I’m not a young chick any more.”
Please take a minute and let me know your thoughts. Do I need to start making a list of resolutions for 2012?
2. My mom said when I was a little kid, I would go around the table and drink the grounds left in the coffee cups. For the next 50 years, I never drank coffee; but now, with all the flavors that make it taste like something else, I’m starting to like it. I also have my daughter to thank for introducing me to the coffee press.
3. Grits. That’s the REAL reason West Virginia became its own state. I never had them until we moved here, and then it was by accident–I thought it was Cream of Wheat. Rude awakening.
4. Late one evening, when our daughter was around age five, we stopped at DQ and got a large order of onion rings. She was chowing down on them all the way home, but when we got into the house and she saw what she was eating, she was done with them. She’s still pretty leery of onions.
5. My mom cooked a lot of beans when I was growing up, but I didn’t like them much. One day she made some brown beans, and to get me to try them, she told me they were chocolate. They weren’t. And that’s all I have to say about that! Images from iStockphoto, Wikipedia, and dreamstime.com