I do NOT want to talk about work. Moving on to the memes…
Friday’s Feast 132:
Appetizer
Where on your body do you have a scar, and what caused it? I think my most interesting scar would have to be the one I got in frog dissection class in junior high. Having an avid interest in cutting critters open and peering at their insides, I knew very well about instruments like scapels.
What was new in this class, however, was the awe-inspiring "safety cap." None of my personal instruments had anything of the kind. They were all just jumbled into cheap little kiddie backpack. Not once did I ever cut myself with those instruments (although I was occasionally poked by the capless needles). So, when I was confronted with the class scapel complete with safety cap, I was confounded. I tried in vain to remove the cap. I pulled and pulled, holding the cap end in one hand and the opposite end in my other hand.
Pull, pull, pull…slip! I jerked in surprise. At last, the scapel was free! But something didn’t feel right…mainly my hand. I can’t remember if I actually saw the slit in the skin, but it didn’t feel right so I pressed my hand against my thigh. After a minute or so of that, it felt better, and I continued my checklist upon the unfortunate frog.
Then, I noticed the blood. There was a smudge of it on the desk. I glanced around me and noticed a lot more of it on my skirt. Oh snap! I looked at my hand. Dracula would have fainted in ecstasy at the sight. My friend and lab partner saw it and we asked the teacher to be excused to see the nurse. Granted permission, we hurried to the bathroom first, a trail of blood in our wake (the drops of blood down the hall became rather famous).
When we went to the nurse, she had quite a time. The cut was startling deep and just wouldn’t stop bleeding. She finally got it fixed up, and I and my friend returned to class, where the teacher informed me that I was first person to cut myself in the history of this class (and the class has been around a while). Yeah. I made quite a name for myself. And the scar…definitely my favorite!
Soup
What is something that has happened to you that you would consider a miracle? Oo, another long-winded story? LOL! I’ll try to keep it short. It was on an icy Thanksgiving morning. Imah and I were driving to my sister’s when we hit a patch of ice on the highway and shot through four lanes of traffic landing in a ditch. How we managed that on a busy day of Thanksgiving traffic I don’t know. All I can say is when I saw the cars coming at us, my life flashed before my eyes.
Salad
Name a television personality who really gets on your nerves. No one is particular gets on my nerves, but women (or men, for that matter) who make stupid decisions because they’re "in love" with a loser–that irritates me.
Main Course
What was a funny word you said as a child (such as "pasketti" for "spaghetti")? I used to call "Tacoma" "Catoma" and "Toy-o-ta" always came out as "Toy-oy-ta". I’m sure my family could name more.
Dessert
Fill in the blank: I have always thought writing was fun.
Q1 - Power: Which would you rather have: The power to make all the decisions, or the ability to veto them? I’d rather have the power to make all the decisions. (If there’s someone who keeps veto-ing all your ideas, you could just knock them off. LOL! I know; I’ve read too many murder mysteries.)
Q2 - Religion: Earlier this week, former Governor Mitt Romney of Massachusetts was heckled by a man during a speech at a retirement community in Florida. "And you sir….you’re a pretender…you do not know the lord…you’re a Mormon," the heckler shouted. Romney answered back saying, "I’m convinced that the nation does need to have people of different faiths, but we need to have a person of faith lead the country." Do you agree with Romney? Do we need a President who believes in organized religion? Said differently, do you think a presidential candidate’s religion or lack there of should play a factor in his or her run for office? I think personal character (what the person’s record/past is) is most important. I know from personal (and painful) experience that a "religious" person is not necessarily a good person. In fact, manipulators often distort religion to bend and control people for their own purposes. (Like I said, I had a bad experience.)
Q3 - Personal Safety: A friend of mine–a young woman around 19 or 20-years-old–was recently offered an opportunity (via an online matching service) to be a nanny for an east coast family. After emailing and talking with the husband and wife a few times by phone, the couple–who never even conducted a background check on my friend–offered to purchase her a plane ticket to fly from her home in Utah to theirs in New Jersey for an interview and multi-night stay. Based on that information alone, would you encourage my friend to make the trip, or would you caution her to the potential dangers associated with hopping on a plane to visit people she doesn’t know in a part of the country she has never been to? I’d caution her about the dangers and suggest she get as much info as she can before going.
Q4 - Hours in a Day: If you could, would you add or subtract the number of hours in a day, and how would your decision impact your daily life? More hours–for more writing!
1. If you accidentally bump into someone, do you say anything? Oh, hi! How are you? [or] Hey! What’s up?
2. When you get into a disagreement or fight, how often are you the first to apologize? Psh. Most of my fights end in laughter.
3. What everyday actions do feel should warrant an apology? Besides rudeness? (Yeah, sadly, it’s an everday action.)
4. Do you apologize for things that aren’t your fault? At my job I have to apologize all time, but it’s difficult. I can’t stand being walked over.
5. When was the last time you apologized to someone? Today. *rolls eyes* (No, I’m not into apologies. It’s often a form of weakness or of being manipulated/intimidated.)
On a side note, I’d like to say that I’m not *quite* as mean as I pretend to be. I’ve just known some pretty scummy people and learned to create a tough exterior. Still, I can be pretty mean. I mostly mirror…if you’re nice to me, I’ll be the nicest person you ever met. If you’re a jackass–I’ll find a way get you… *sinister laugh*
Oh…just careful around me when I’ve had sugar. That stuff has a bad effect on me.
Now that you’ve been sufficiently warned, I shall end this post by expressing my joy for the week being over. Tomorrow, I’m going with my friend C4 to Puyallup to dance and go see Bridge to Terabithia. I’m also hoping I’ll get to see my friend "her majesty"–I’m expecting to get a dance CD from her. Wahoo! She’d like us to go to some dance event on Mercer Island tomorrow evening. I’m not sure if we can make it. But I’d love to go!
Thank you. Farewell. And Shabbat Shalom!
05:49 PM
) And, to finish it off, I got to watch House with them!!! I mean, I’m crazy about the show, but there’s nothing like watching it with a bunch of friends who are crazy about it too. Oh yeah. It was a good day. Beautiful.
