Day Three Hundred and Forty Three
Wow. Thirteen more books and 22 more days. Sounds good except I still have The Iliad, The Odyssey, and Dr Zhivago…not exactly short, easy ones.
Now I’m going to do something I never do. Or never used to do. A meme. Six random things about me. Thanks Kayla…
1. Like Kayla, I learned to type on an old typewriter. A manual typewriter. So, when on a keyboard I’m fairly freakishly fast. error rate tends to be low the more dis-engaged my mind is. If I’m transcribing something, it approaches zero.
2. I loathe and despise bananas. Weird, smelly food that should be left to the monkeys…except that my children, husband and sister-who-lives-with-us love them. We go through about ten a week and try as I might, I cannot manage to have Jared or Quinn do all the cutting up and dispensing. Blech.
3. I like chocolate ice cream in my root beer floats.
4. I have never tried pumpkin pie. It has freaked me out since I was very small. Orange and mushy must equal gross. I still do not try it even though not doing so violates my deeply held personal philosophy of trying everything once. I’ve eaten snails for goodness sake but I can’t hack orange pie.
5. I’m singing along to Bon Jovi’s “It’s my life” right now (Thank you Pandora) and Alex is cracking up. I never sing in daily life and rarely listen to the radio unless I’m in the car (even more rare!). I sing at church on Sunday and I’ve even had voice lessons but I have no capacity to remember to remember tunes or lyrics, artists or song titles, much less key and pitch. I never sang lullabies to my babies. Bad Mandi.
6. I don’t have a high school diploma.