A Not-So-Stereotypical Hodgepodge

Hello, dear friends.  Can you believe that it is almost Memorial Day?  For me, this year has just whipped by.  Friday, I am off to an Author Literary Luncheon featuring  J. Courtney Sullivan at the Wequassett Resort.  Unfortunately, it is supposed to rain cats and dogs, but there will be sunshine in my heart because I will be with my two buddies, Anne and Annie.

You know the drill, if it's Wednesday, it's time for Hodgepodge.

 


1.  What color is prominent in your home?  Are you glad about that or wishing you could cover it up or remove it?

Two colors dominate my home and I don't plan on changing them yet.

Red

And blue.

2.  What's something that you'll never do again?

I will never step foot on a plane flown by Spirit Airlines.  If you've never had the pleasure, this article describes the flying experience to a tee.

This should be their slogan.

Spirit Airlines: You'll only fly us once. 

3.  Tell us a couple of ways you fit the stereotype associated with your gender, and a couple of ways you don't.

I have always been a girly girl.  I adore makeup, jewelry, and pretty clothes.  Btw... this is the way I am going to pose for pics from now on so you can't see my double chin.

I am against stereotype when it comes to cooking and basically every other household chore that is associated with the female gender.  

4.  May is Motorcycle Awareness Month.  Have you ever owned a motorcycle?  Have you ever ridden a motorcycle?  If the opportunity presented itself would you hop on a motorcycle and go for a ride?

Ever since I can remember, my father gave me lectures about the dangers of motorcycles and told me that as long as I lived under his roof, I was forbidden to ride on one.  He had never ridden one but was obsessed with the dangers of them.

My Father should have saved his breath because not only have I never been on a motorcycle, but I never had any friends who owned one.  

To this day, I break out in a cold sweat when a motorcycle passes me on the road!

Good job, Dad.   

5.  If someone wanted to understand you, what should they read, watch, and listen to?

All they would have to do is read my posts from the past four and a half years, and if they didn't fall asleep or become bored to tears, they could safely say that they pretty much know me better than I know myself.

6.  Insert your own random thought here.

Occasionally, people ask me why I blog.  As I have said before, the greatest gift that blogging has given me is meeting interesting people and making new friends.  Yesterday, I met Patti, a fellow blogger from Pandora's Box for lunch on the Cape. She lives in upstate New York and was visiting a friend.  Patti started our little group, The Tales of the Traveling Totes.  We had a wonderful lunch, and we really hit it off, as I knew we would.  

My little Grandma, Margaret used to say if you made a new friend it was a good day.

It was a very good day.

Until next time...