Meet Me On Monday

08/08/10

Gad! Mondays roll around too fast now that I'm working, so I'm posting on Sunday night as a part of Meet Me On Monday, Java’s blog hop that reveals more about us than might be gleaned from our posts. She poses a set of questions for us to answer and these are the ones for tomorrow:


1. Do you watch any Soap Operas?
I watched Guiding Light from the time I was in tenth grade until it went off the air. I was devastated when I lost my soap opera family.

2. What appliance is used the most in your house?
My washer and dryer, followed by my coffee maker. I don’t cook since my husband died, except for very small groups, so I rarely have dirty dishes.

3. Do you wear make-up every day?
Nope. In this heat, it just rolls off my face! Thank goodness I inheritied my mother’s clear skin, and since I have been using Lastisse, my lashes are long and dark, and I have a little stain of eyeliner from the product.

4. What is your worst pet-peeve?
This is not easy, but if I have to choose just one, it’s wild-ass drivers who think they own the road.

5. What is your favorite lunch meat?
I don’t eat lunch meat! I try to eat whole foods, so I mostly eat fruits and veggies. If I eat meat, it has to be cooked by me! (And since I rarely cook any more...........)

Wish I had time to post great photos like Java, but alas, this is the best I can do.

NIce to meet you!

Closer to My Heart

After missing last week's Saturday Centus except for reading others' posts, I a glad to be back. This is my favorite meme, and I am determined that my work schedule not keep me away. Jenny Matlock's prompt this week was, at first, a real puzzler for me, but after I published a post on my blog, The Red Sweater, the meme wrote itself. You will find the Saturday Centus button on my sidebar. Please click and join the wonderful writers you will meet there. Here is my contribution for this week. You will see the prompt in bold letters.


My mind wandered as I drove over country roads, verdant and more lush than to be expected in the incredible August heat wave. Checking my rear view mirror occasionally as I usually do, I saw the small town of Barnesville dissolve in the distance and turned my thoughts back to Jenny’s prompt.

Objects in the rear view mirror are closer than they appear...

I had just left a dying man, having been at his home by a fluke, and I had treated him and taught his family how to help him die.

Yes, objects in my rear view mirror were much closer to my heart than they appeared.



This post is linked to Saturday Centus.