November 28th, 2007
My illustrations usually lean toward the lopsided stick figures. But I put some effort into this one. I even purchased some of those nifty watercolor colored pencils that you can just color with, add water and–Voila!–instant watercolor.
Still, you can laugh all you want at my silly drawings. I actually had fun with this one! The hardest part was thinking of eight things that I might actually be able to draw! So here goes…
1) I am very tall — 5’10 in stocking feet, although I usually wear some heels. The only time I am short is when I am with my family. My husband is 6’3 and my son was 6’4 last time we checked. I feel tiny when we have our family hugs.
2) I start my mornings by drinking my coffee while looking at the birds outside the big windows that frame the back of our home. Wintertime is more difficult since it’s still dark. On cold winter mornings I snuggle with my little dogs and drink coffee and wait for the birds to join the party.
3) I am working my way through reading all the Pulitzer Prize winning fiction books. I just finished The Namesake and am currently reading To Kill a Mockingbird. My son is amazed that I made it all the way through advanced English classes in high school and an English major in undergrad without reading To Kill a Mockingbird.
4) I subscribe to LOTS of magazines. It’s an addiction that I really need to break. Some of them are Food and Wine, Architectural Digest, Backyard Poultry, Hobby Farm, Organic Gardening, Bird Watcher’s Digest, Audubon, American Gardener, Garden Design, Cottage Living and Horticulture.
5) Bugs love me. If there is a stinging or biting bug within five miles, he homes in and has his way with me. Once, my friend Rebecca and I were vacationing in Savannah at a hotel on the river. We went to the pool in the evening. The mosquitoes were so thick we had to hide in the water, keeping just our faces above the waterline so we could breathe. When we got back to the hotel room, my face was covered with red welts. Rebecca had NO mosquito bites.
6) I once ended up alone in the ladies room with Roger Moore, yes, James Bond. It was during the filming of an episode of “Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous” at a horse track in California. I was filmed with him when he presented a trophy to the fellow I was dating at the time. Later, he stumbled into the ladies room while I was washing my hands. He had, errr, a wee bit to drink. He was wearing a tuxedo and top hat. He very charming–and handsome. I have never enjoyed a trip to the potty more.
7) Years ago, I was on television twice with Doris Day for her show “Doris Day’s Best Friends.” She was interviewing me about the importance of spaying and neutering pets and adopting pets from local animal shelters. She was very gracious and beautiful and treated me very kindly. Somewhere I have a photo of us together…must find that.
8) I wear a pedometer all day and aim for at least 10,000 steps. It’s interesting how much exercise–or how little–you get during a day just doing regular activities. Of course, all steps are not created equally, so I also hit the gym several times a week to help fight gravity, if you know what I mean.
Previous editions of random things can be found at:
Garden Art and More Random Things About Me
Make it Stop!!! More Random Things
I count that I have now contributed 30 random things about me. Since I have no plans to delve into the world of random things about me performance art or random things videos, I now retire from the random things postings. It’s been fun, but really, I have to keep some random things to myself!
Now, so that I don’t have to tag you (and you know who you are), why not just post a few things about yourself in the comments section here, ya hear?
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November 20th, 2007
I know y’all are probably scratching your heads trying to think up the best gift ideas for your loved ones this Christmas.
So to inspire you I thought I would share a few of the cherished gifts my little brother and I have given each other over the past two or three years.
First things first. Here’s my little brother Dale. I always think of him as my “little brother” although at 6’3 he’s not so little anymore.
In case you can’t see it, Dale’s t-shirt says “My Indian Name is Runs with Beer.” This says a lot about my brother. Dale cracks me up. Some days we’ll trade numerous emails (no IM for me—too intrusive), having little conversations about some news item, what’s happening in our lives, gossiping about a relative, as there is a LOT of material with our family fruit tree. The guys here in the house always know I’m trading emails with Dale when I start laughing hysterically while sitting at my desk. Not a lot funny usually happens in marketing research, so they know it’s not work related.
When we were kids, our family called my little brother “Dale Dale” cause the Kennedys called their favorite son “John John.” In return, my brother and dad called me “Ra.” Don’t ask me why. Aside from a brief stint as a “Cleo” in Girl Scouts because of an ill-advised hairdo and a Boyfriend-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named who called me Robbie, I haven’t had any other nicknames. I don’t think I am generally the kind of person who inspires nicknames. Someday I need to research the reasons for that.
Our whole gift-giving competition started a couple of years ago when something inspired Dale to send me this silver bowl of coal from that fancy schmancy, overpriced gift catalog Red Envelope.
Dale doesn’t normally go for the type of marketing hype that catalog specializes in, but something about a bowl of coal packaged with a flowery explanation assuring the lucky recipient that it was air purifying, positive karma tradition of some far-off land that made him think “Wow, that’s just the thing for Robin!” The fact that it was a bowl of coal at Christmas was a subtle message. But, hey, I’m smart. I got it right away.
That made me think. What would a clever fellow like Dale really love (okay, deserve) for Christmas?
Then one day, after surfing the Internet for about, oh, about six hours I just happened to stumble across these embarrassingly gross taxidermy frogs. What says “I love you” more than a taxidermy frog? TWO taxidermy frogs!! See, he loved them so much he put them on display in his home office.
I figured I was on a roll, so for his birthday I decided to help him with his garden décor. This little troll picking his nose sure did remind me of my little snot-nosed brother!
Dale was pretty much feeling the heat by now. So one day, he gleefully emailed months in advance of Christmas that he had found the perfect gift for me. He made sure that I had Harry lined up to take a photo of me opening the package since he couldn’t be here to present the treasure in person.
Inside was “knife man.”
Very funny. Have you noticed that Dale’s gifts are a bit insulting? Coal. Knives. Humm. Is there a message here?
What should I do for Christmas this year?
I found a great t-shirt with an Amish guy on it that says “Don’t Drink OR Drive.” That seems too easy. I also found a gun that makes all sorts of body sounds—farts, belches and such, but I think he’s seen those.
I’m putting on my thinking cap. Let me know if you have any great ideas. I need to make this a memorable Christmas for my little bro. He deserves it.
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