And now, for something different… A pass-it-along post “Getting to Know Me”

I don’t do awards. (My little “award free zone” badge has disappeared it seems. I wonder where it scampered off to.) But MsJadeLi at Tao Talk tagged me for a not-award pass-it-along post, and sure! I’ve never done one of these. We’re supposed to answer the questions then tag two others to do the same. I came across Tao Talk via Linda G. Hill’s Saturday Stream of Consciousness prompts, and enjoy her postings.

getting-to-know-you

1. Name a moment in your life when you felt you were most courageous.

It’s hard to pick one moment when I was “most” courageous. There’s different kinds of courage. I think I’ve been fairly courageous on several occasions, not necessarily to great results. I have deep, chronic depression that has been particularly bad for the last year. Sometimes courage is just getting out of bed. Seriously.

I survived a brutal rape and attack, and came out the other side of it. I had a talk with myself in college, because I was on the road to becoming a binge-drinking alcoholic, and I decided I didn’t want to be one; so I stopped. I left an eighteen-year marriage and six-figure income to find my North Star. I moved across country to start a new life and a new relationship. I started my own successful business. I’ve had several courageous (throw things on the wall and see what sticks) moves across the country, mainly to find work.

2. If you had to choose only one breakfast cereal for the rest of your life, which one would it be?

Breakfast foods are my favorite foods. I like cereal, but it isn’t my breakfast of choice.Β That would be a homemade Egg McMuffin. A toasted, open-face English muffin (or good sourdough), two soft-boiled eggs, good Swiss cheese or a Mornay sauce, thinly sliced ham (Canadian bacon, regular bacon). But cereal? Hm. If I had to be honest, it would probably be Captain Crunch. :::hangs head in shame:::

3. When have you felt the most scared?

I’ve been terrified a few times, in different ways (just like the courage question, there are different types of fear). During the assault and rape, for sure. There’ve been a few car incidents that were pee worthy, including one where my Chevette did a complete 360 skid in its own lane (thank gawd) pacing a semi-truck in the next lane over, due to me hitting a black ice patch in the flats of Illinois. There was also the heart-stopping “shortcut” over an Alp that my husband thought was a good idea at the time (and no way to turn back). Or when he “ran” the country border stop between Northern Ireland into the Republic by accident, and we were stopped with multiple huge guns pointed at our faces. (Now I’m remembering why I was usually the designated driver, John.) I’m terrified right now that I will be homeless soon, and honestly, that’s the scariest one.

4. If you could sing like any musical artist, who would you choose?

5. Do you collect anything?

Not any more, but I used to casually collect tarot decks. Books. Stephen Dweck jewelry. But really collect? I have a hugely misunderstood collection of ceramic cow creamers. Why misunderstood? Because I think they are kitschy and hilarious, and no one gets that! I was a hipster before my time, with the whole sardonic irony thing.

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6. If you could live inside a TV show or movie, what would it be?

I actually have had a serious, (not stoned) discussion of why it would be The Walking Dead, but I’ll spare you that.

Anthony Bourdain: Parts Unknown. Because: He’d still be around. Because: Food and travel! This would have to assume my knees worked so I could do the travelling.

7. Have you ever had a reoccurring dream? If so, what was it?

I don’t remember my adult dreams, for which I’m eternally grateful. I had a recurring nightmare as a child. It had to do with a being chased by a monster, through a big, purple mansion that had a bowling alley. Once out of the house it caught me by a brightly painted gypsy wagon and ripped my arm off. So yeah, there’s that.

It’s really tough to decide the two folks to tag this to. You never know if people will find it fun or a pain. Happy you chose them, or mad if you didn’t. I decided to go with two people I’ve recently started following:

Riddle from the Middle

Anything is Possible!

 

*Featured image is a gif from a Google search. If I could have a cat right now, it would be a tabby and white Exotic Shorthair like these two kittehs. I can’t get enough of that hilarious, and oh so typical littermate behavior, cat gif. πŸ™‚

 

 

 

 

 

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12 thoughts on “And now, for something different… A pass-it-along post “Getting to Know Me””

    1. I used to raise Persians, and I can’t tell you how often I watched this exact thing between littermates. πŸ˜€ On any given day I feel like I’m one or the other of the kittehs. You know, sometimes you’re the biter and other times the bitee.

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  1. Thank you so much for the tag. I don’t usually do these, but this one looks interesting and I only have to tag two people, so maybe. I enjoyed reading your answers! I can’t help but be curious about your Walking Dead interest. I don’t watch it much, but it’s intriguing.

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  2. Love the cow creamers. πŸ™‚ (And thanks for not picking me, I hate answering those sort of questions – though one answer would be Shreddies. πŸ˜‹ And that’s not the fear question either!) I’ve found two people who do the neuromuscular massaging btw – though one is in Lausanne (about 1.5 hrs drive away), so I’m going with (or at least in email discussion with) the local Sion person whose surname happens to be Hug, which I thought was kind of nice. πŸ™‚

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    1. It is really awkward when people “admire” them in a totally normal way, like they think they are classy items of good taste. I don’t know if *they* think they are that, or they think *I* think that. If I explain kitsch then, if they think they are wonderful as is, then I insult the person. I think I just smile and nervously laugh.

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