Wednesday Hodgepodge is hosted by From This Side of the Pond. She posts the questions on Tuesday and we post on Wednesday. If you are so inclined go pay her a visit and link with all the lovely people.
1. June 23rd is National Pink Day. What's your favorite something pink?
Wow, if only I had known that yesterday was National Pink Day!! I don't think I have anything favorite that is pink. I am not, never have been, a huge fan of pink. Just not my color!
2. What did you enjoy most about gym class when you were in school? How about the least?
Gosh, I don't think there is a darn thing I can think of that would classify under the title 'enjoy' for gym class. I hated gym class in high school. I was not at all athletic. I had just moved to town, from a much smaller town, so I was the new girl in school. A school that was probably three times the size of the school I had attended up until then. And the first hour of the day was gym class. Who does that to a sophomore girl who is entering high school for the first time? (Now most high schools start with Freshmen, but we started in our sophomore year because 'junior high school' (now middle school) encompassed 7th, 8th, and 9th grade. It was the later 1960's. Girls wore their hair long and stick-straight. Do you remember? I rolled my long, slightly wavy, hair on orange juice cans every night so that it would be straight by morning. What I wouldn't have done to have owned a flat iron back then. Sweet awesome! I got up really early and 'did' the hair and painstakingly applied my makeup. Foundation, powder, eye shadow, eyeliner, lipstick...the whole nine yards. Just so I could go to school to 1st hour P.E. and sweat it all off. We even had a period of swimming at the YMCA (which was next to our school). They provided us with ugly, ugly navy blue bloomer type suits and a white rubber hat to cover our hair. But it did not keep all the water out. No way! I can't even think of enough stories to tell you about my sophomore P.E. class. It was painful and humiliating. Changing clothes and taking showers, naked, in front of everyone. Sanitary napkins and sanitary belts excused no one. Thank God P.E. classes here are no longer like that. They don't even have showers at our high school in the P.E. locker room. And they don't have to change into a stupid looking gym uniform. Just shorts and a tee of any kind. I think schools have come a long way in the past 50 years.
3. What memory is brought to mind by the smell of roses?
The smell of roses reminds me of Richard. He loved roses. We used to have a rose garden in the back yard with over 100 varieties of roses. Every holiday that came around he brought me roses. And sometimes he brought me roses, Just Because!
4. Do you prefer to read or write?
Gosh this is hard. I like to write. I like to get my feelings on paper. I like to create a story. But I love to read. Reading has always been my escape mechanism. I can lose myself in a book. I become part of the story. So I guess I have to say I prefer to read!
5. Sam Keen is quoted as saying, 'Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability.' Would you agree? Is laziness ever respectable? How will you be lazy this summer?
I used to never think it was okay to be lazy. We were raised to believe in hard work. It took hard work to succeed if you were born and raised poor. If you wanted to rise above poverty you were going to have to work hard. All the time! Sunup to sundown! Little time off. Now that I am older I am more on the lazy side. I know that whatever needs to get done will get done. Someday. Somehow. By someone. Not going to stress myself out about it now. And what better time to be lazy that in the summer. It is just too hot to get too worked up. I will be lazy like I'm always lazy. Doesn't matter if it is summer.
6. The Florida Keys, Disney World, or a resort somewhere on the Gulf Coast...which Florida destination would you choose (and why) if the trip were today?
Gosh, another hard one. I think if I am leaving today I will chose a resort. One that has everything I need right in one place. Good food, great drinks, a nice white, sandy beach. Plenty of people to wait on me. A pile of books to read. My sunglasses. A nice beach chair with an umbrella for when I am tired of the sun. My meals delivered to my room so I don't have to mingle with strangers. A nice soaking tub in the room. A deck off my room if I don't want to venture any farther than that. Makes me want to start the search. But I am sure I'd have to find a teen friendly place and share the peace with a couple of kids! That would be okay if they would just leave me alone most of the time.
7. What question do you hate to answer?
For the past year, since Richard died, I have hated answering the question "how are you doing?" No one really wants to hear how I am REALLY doing. It wouldn't be comfortable. I would want to say, "how do you think I am doing? My husband is dead and the sun keeps right on shining." Enough of that. You don't really want to hear me continue. So I won't.
8. Insert your own random thought here.
Do you notice a lot of "road kill" when you are driving. I know there has always been dead animals in and one the side of the road. But lately it seems like the numbers have increased. Today, while driving Harley to Basketball Camp, I saw skunks, squirrels, 2 deer, birds, and opossum dead in the road. I wonder why we are seeing so much more wild life being hit by cars. Dodging those deer is a feat. Hitting a deer can total a car. It takes defensive driving!
Let's go to From This Side of The Pond and see what everyone else is pondering this week.