(First let me just say that I spent 2 hours on this earlier and was booted offline right before I clicked 'save as draft'... grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.)
Le chat qui a peur tagged me on her site (click on her site, go ahead). I didn't know what a 'tag' was.. but you'll get the idea. I'm given a letter (she chose L).. and I have to pick 10 words and write about it as it pertains to me. Now I already did this earlier and it wasn't easy friends. I'm over my pissy mood so I'm going to attempt this again. I got all the way to 9 and bam!! there goes my connection. I'm sure I'll forget something I inititally wrote, but I'll come back and edit. Here goes.
1. Love: Outside of the unconditional love I have the kidlets.. I love rainy days so I can watch movie after movie all curled up (but only one at a time.. I don't like several rainy days in a row). I love lobster and shrimp. I love listening to music when driving in my car (I have xm radio). I love independence and being able to do what I want without seeking 'permission'. I love laughter. I love to hear a baby giggle or a child laugh uncontrollably. That's the 'good stuff'.
2. Late: I will be, without a doubt, late for my own funeral. I am a late person. I try so hard to be on time but 90% of the time I'm late late late. Instead of the wake up of 5 am.. I set my alarm for 4:45 am... I set my clock 10 minutes early, so then it's really 4:35 am. Does that matter? No it does not, because I lie there and calculate the real time. Damn. My shift starts at 6 am. My pay slip consistently reads clock ins of 6:03 am, 6:05 am, 6:08 am.. and a few (oops) 6:15 ams. Have I been disciplined for this? (not yet). I really do try. What's wrong with me???!!!
3. Lobster: I was introduced to lobster in my late 20s. Why so late? Because I was too stubborn to try it before that. Ewwwwwww squishy seafood. But after it was force fed to me, I fell in love!! I can eat lobster every single day.. I'd put it in my eggs in the morning, I'm sure. I haven't done that yet. The best lobster I had was in NYC (when I lived there)... The Who and I went to Foleys Fish House (Times Square).. yummy!! And it has the BEST view. Here in Orlando... it's hands down, DelFriscos. Double yum. I want some lobster now.
4. Lauren: (as in Ralph Lauren).. is that cheating? My favorite line of clothes has been Ralph Lauren (polo) for as long as I can remember. I absolutely love the Ralph Lauren style. I also have the perfumes.. Romance is my favorite... then Lauren Style. A couple of my favorites is their Blue label and Pink Pony label. I'm especially fond of the pink pony label because a portion of the proceeds goes to the breast cancer foundation... they have this info on their site (resources for breast cancer). I like that.
5. Listening: I don't think people listen. Not everyone of course, but people just don' t take the time to listen. This may be one of the reasons when asked "How are you?" .. people just reply "good" "ok"... "fine, thanks" because if they told you how they really were, you wouldn't listen. And what's with the "How are you?".. right before the elevator door shuts... or as they are walking away from you? Yeah that sends an "I care" message. I learned a long time ago (and sometimes I slip) that you really need to maintain eye contact with people when you are talking... not staring into their eyeballs.. but atleast look at them. Nothing sends a colder message than talking to someone while they're looking off in the distance... or the menu.... or their glass of wine. This isn't just me.. this is an observation I made because I'm a people watcher. I haven't met too many people that REALLY listen.
6. Liquor: I'm a lush. I am not a beer drinker.. it all tastes the same to me. I do like a glass of red wine. But my favorite is a fruity wussy chick drink like a Margarita... Pina Colada.. Rum Runner... anything served at Margaritaville is good. It only takes a couple to make me feel all warm and fuzzy... I'm not obnoxious or stupid when I drink... I do laugh more. Things that aren't necessarily funny become funny.. or funnier. I'm a bit more 'social' after a couple drinks. I have no problem grabbing a microphone and a nearby table after a few more drinks. Thank God that doesn't happen often. Baileys though.. that has to be my craved drink. A half gallon of french vanilla bean ice cream (pref. Edys)... an entire bottle of Bailey's Irish Creme... some cinnamon and nutmeg... mix it all up like a big ol' shake... pour it into a glass... throw in a cinnamon stick.. and wella!!! YUM.
7. Libido: Well.. I have one. A strong one, and it's going completely to waste!!!! I so can't wait to get this party started . (dating again). Not sure I have anything else to add to this. Not on this blog anyway. Wink.
8. Lazy: I am so lazy sometimes... at least once every 2 weeks I do absolutely NOTHING. Nada... zilch. Watch a few movies... put no effort into making something to eat, so it has to be ready to go. Lay out by the pool and catch some rays. Ahhhhhhh do I love laziness sometimes.
9. Living (Your best life now): Something I'm working on with the help of Pastor Joel Osteen. I accidentally found him one Saturday or Sunday... "the pastor with a smile" he's known as... he is so inspiring to me.. so uplifting... I really enjoy listening to him. He has a book called "Your best life now" ... he preaches at Lakewood ministries in Houston, TX.. he travels with his wife Victoria to preach at least once a month. He just really touches me. I'm not necessarily religious... I was raised Catholic.. turned Lutheran because of The Who .. and back to Catholicism... the kids have had their first communions.. confirmations. Pastor Osteen isn't Catholic, but to me, it doesn't matter. I enjoy him.. I LISTEN to him... and I trust what he says. I try to stay in the Now... Now was yesterday 24 hours ago... and Now will be tomorrow in 24 hours... so to me, that's what counts. Right now.
10. Lips: To me.. kissing is more intimate than ... that actual act of intercourse. I think some hookers think that too.. I remember on Pretty Woman, she would have sex.. but NO lip action.. NO kissing allowed. I can understand that. 'course I'm not a hooker, but I see what she's sayin'.
Once I publish this.. I'm sure I'll think of a great L word that I missed....so maybe I'll come back and edit.. but this is what I have for now..
