Hodge Podging for the First Time!

I've been wanting to join this hop for a while, Joyce asks such good questions, and when I came across one of my favorite Bloggers Rebecca's replies here today, I knew this week was my week.  Okay, while that's all really true, I've been feeling both wordless and censored of late, so this seems like a good way to dislodge some thoughts as well as avoid any hot button issues.

1.  Have you ever played golf?  Any interest in playing?  Do you have a significant other who loves to play?  Did you watch the Masters this weekend?


Years ago, one of my brothers attempted to teach me.  He said I had a natural swing, and that amazed me because I'm not a natural at anything athletic.  I was into it, one lesson's worth, until I 1) found out how much golfing costs, and 2) remembered that I had give up mini-golf just because I was really awful at it. Eventually, the ball is expected to get into that hole.  Par five for a whole hole is negated when I need 8 strokes on the green alone.

Brad used to play golf, but it is damaging to his back, so his never used golf shoes are going on Craigslist.  I found out he has said shoes while the men watched the Masters and I struggled to stay awake on Sunday afternoon after a delicious lunch.

Sidenote:  I once went to the US Open because I had a crush on Ben Crenshaw.  I was 15, he was cute.  That is the total of my fandom.  Decades past and pretty boring.

2.  Hats are back in fashion this spring...how do you feel about wearing a hat?  (FYI--I'm not talking baseball caps.)  When was the last time you wore one?

I have a dry scalp.  Hats, even baseball caps, drive me crazy because they make me itch so.  I also have naturally wavy/curly hair.  You think straight hair gets flattened by a hat?  Try Bozo hair!  My husband loves for me to try on hats, but we've yet to buy one. I really don't know where (I'd be able to stand) to wear it.

3.  On a scale of 1-10 with 10 being "proficient" and 1 being "I'd starve," how adept are you at using chopsticks?

If chopsticks were the only utensils to use while eating and fingers alone were not allowed, that would be a two--I'd be a size two.  Is that what you mean?   If I could stab the food with the end of stick, I'd get some nourishment but it would be awfully tedious.  Cheerios would be a challenge...

Years ago I went to London where I stopped one night to eat Chinese food.  I asked for a fork, and I was mocked by my server. Eye rolling is universal says this American who was eye-rolled by a Chinese woman working in England.

4.  Has technology taken over?

Taken over what?

5.  In the course of a day, how often do you look in a mirror?

If rear view mirrors don't count, then not many.

I look in the mirror quite a bit when I'm getting ready for work--have you even noticed that outfits that seem great in your mind don't always look so great on the body holding your mind?

After the morning, I don't look again until I'm home that night.  I'm a teacher, I'm just too lazy busy.  If I'm lucky enough to get to a bathroom during my day, there's only time to go and wash hands.  Nothing else.

6.  Tulip or daffodil? 

Tulip.  I kick myself each spring for not planting tulip bulbs the previous fall.  Confession?  We're not supposed to plant anything, we live in a townhouse and there are rules, but I plant anyway.  Just not tulips.  Yet.

Later today* I will post a photo of my tulips centerpiece from Easter.  I snapped photos of them this morning, but my school laptop is not being receptive to my decision to download them. Next year my own will be in that vase, with you as my witness!  (Can you hear the resolve of Scarlett O'Hara in that proclamation?) 


7.  I am proud of myself for  __________________.

Giving blood.  Can I move this one to number one?

I AM PROUD OF MYSELF FOR GIVING BLOOD!

I understand there are some people who medically cannot give blood. But bluntly put, most can but don't.  Yes,  I've had bruising.  Yes, I've been turned away (for low iron). Yes, I usually get a headache. Yes, I hate needles.  (For Pete's sake, who likes needles?) 

But I go to give.  I'm so happy to do it, I cry when there is success.  The people who work for Heartland, where I donate, are amazing.  If they have to stick me a number of times, I let them.  Giving blood saves lives. The pain I feel is nothing compared to what any of the recipients of my donation are enduring.

8.  Insert your own random thought here.

(I'm feeling very parenthetical today.)

*Done 6:28 PM