Funky Twenty-Five Meme…

Funky Twenty-five

Welcome back to Sunday Stealing which originated on WTIT: The Blog authored by Bud Weiser. Here we will steal all types of memes from every corner of the blogosphere. Our promise to you is that we will work hard to find the most interesting and intelligent memes. You may have heard the expression, “honor amongst thieves”. In that age-old tradition, we try to credit the blog that we stole it from. We also provide a link to the victim’s meme in our “Previous Victims” widget. (It’s our way of saying “Thanks!”) Sometimes we edit the original meme, to make it more relevant to our global players, to challenge our players, to select the best questions, or simply to make it less repetitive from this new meme or recently asked questions from a previously featured meme.
Cheers to all of us thieves!!! 

Funky Twenty-Five Meme

Stolen from: The now-defunct Tense Teacher

1. Most unflattering hairstyle you ever had? What made it so unflattering? 

When I was 10 my little brother dropped gum in my hair. To get it out my hair was cut in odd angles. It has been the least flattering hair cut when I was a kid.
Last year I got a hair cut before visiting my family however the lady got it all wrong. The manager of the place “fixed it” but made it unflattering. My whole trip my mom kept calling my haircut the Christopher Columbus look.

 2. Favorite movie(s) that were made in the 90’s? 
So many but I can’t remember right now. i am an avid moviegoer.

3. Do you rent movies? If so, from where? 
I rent movies via On-Demand or the local library. When I was unemployed I discovered the movies at the library. It was the free way to feed my movie hobby.

4. Do you like cookies better when they’re just out of the oven or after they’ve cooled? 
Just out of the oven. My favorite cookies are gooey.

5. Do you still talk to the person who gave you your first kiss? 
No. My first kiss was from a girl. We are facebook buddies and they live a few blocks from where I live now but we don’t talk in real time.

6. Did you go to pre-school? If so, what was the name of it? 
There was no such thing as preschool when I was of that age.

7. How do you take your coffee? 
Milk and a pound of sugar.

8. Do you like fuzzy things? 
No. Absolutely not. Not in men or animals and especially not in carpet.

9. Favorite kind of chocolate? 
Milk chocolate.

10. Are you more optimistic or pessimistic? 
Some would argue I am pessimistic. However I see it as being prepared for the worst while hoping for the best.

11. What about peopleofwalmart.com? Do you think the site is mean, funny, or both? 
The society we live in condones meanness.Whatever happened to each his own?

12. Do you like fat sandwiches? If so, what does your favorite one have on it? 
I like philly cheesesteaks. However I generally prefer grilled cheese which decidedly not a fat sandwich.

13. One restaurant you’d never been to but would like to go to? 
A Paula Deen restaurant.

14. Last time you got a haircut? Do you need one?
About a month ago but I need a coloring more than a haircut.
15. What’s your favorite pattern for clothing (stripes, plaid, etc.)? 
Not a big fan of patterns. I am a plain Jane.

16. What’s your age backwards? 
93

17. When you see typos in a survey, do you correct them? 
Sadly yes.

18. When was your last vacation? Did you go someplace special? 
A couple of weeks ago. I went to Chicago and loved it!

19. What’s your favorite kind of pancakes? 
Buttermilk pancakes

20. Do you like movies with computer graphics, like Avatar? 
Yes!

21. Do you know how to sew? 
Something basic yes.

22. Are you good at wrapping gifts? 
I am horrible at wrapping gifts.

23. Do you like flavored yogurt? 
Yes! Love the strawberry one.

24. How old will you be in December of 2015? 
40

25. What’s the age difference between you and your siblings?
It changes depending on the sibling. My oldest sibling 2.5 years. The one following me is 7 years. then 8, 9 and 10. After that there is a 18 and 19 year age difference.

Odd Chicago picture…

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So as I was looking through my Chicago pictures I noticed this oddity in one of them. Let me know if you can see it and what you think might have made the girl behind me look so frightful. The picture was taken in front of the Cloud Gate aka The bean on April 10th, 2015 sometime between 1:00 and 2:30 pm.

Mama Kat’s Writing prompt…Top 10

Mama’s Losin’ It

Writing Prompts:

1. Throwback Thursday: Choose a photo from a previous April and write a poem or a blog post.
2. Easter recap!
3. What’s for dinner?
4. Write a blog post inspired by the word: break.
5. Tell us about a local news story that’s all the buzz right now in your neck of the woods.
6. List your top 10 most listened to songs currently.

My current top ten most listened to songs not necessarily in order of importance…

I see fire by Ed Sheeran

Las Avispas by Juan Luis Guerra

Shake it off by Mariah Carey

Burn it down by Linkin Park

Me & U by Cassie

Take me to Church by Loosier

Hit Em Up Style by Blu Cantrell

La Paga by Juanes

I hate everything about you by Three Days Grace

We don’t have to take our clothes off by Jermaine Stewart

Sunday stealing….sizzle says….

Sizzle Says

Welcome back to Sunday Stealing which originated on WTIT: The Blog authored by Bud Weiser. Here we will steal all types of memes from every corner of the blogosphere. Our promise to you is that we will work hard to find the most interesting and intelligent memes. You may have heard the expression, “honor amongst thieves”. In that age-old tradition, we try to credit the blog that we stole it from. We also provide a link to the victim’s meme in our “Previous Victims” widget. (It’s our way of saying “Thanks!”) Sometimes we edit the original meme, to make it more relevant to our global players, to challenge our players, to select the best questions, or simply to make it less repetitive from this new meme or recently asked questions from a previously featured meme.
Cheers to all of us thieves!!! 

The Sizzle Says Meme

Stolen from: Ms. Sizzle

1. If money were no object, what would you be doing with your life? Traveling

2. Money is just that – an object, so why aren’t you doing it? Not looking/thinking of the bigger picture when I was younger. If only I had more sense in regards to my schooling.

3. What’s better: horses or cows? Horses are pretty to look at, but cows are just umm yummy!

4. What do you think the secret to happiness is? Being content with the person you are.

5. When was the last time you had a dream that you either remember well or did not want to awake from? Can you share a bit? I had a dream that I was at my first internet meeting group. The days before the internet was the norm and not the exception. I would say circa 1997 or 98. The dream had me back at the billiards but instead of being my past self I was my 40 something self and an improved version at that and everyone was marveling at how I had aged so well.

6. When you were a little kid, what did you want to be when you grew up? Any job that paid me to daydream.

7. Complete this statement: Love is… something that comes from within

8. Can you tell a good story? Sometimes

9. Can you remember your last daydream? What was it about? Traveling. I think I have caught that bug. My recent trip reminded me how much I love exploring and finding stuff and people on my own.

10. If you were to thank someone today, who would you thank? My grandparents(both sets). They showed me what unconditional love looks like.

11. If you could be anyone’s mojo, whose would you want to be, and why? (For those you do not know what mojo is, it’s personal magnetism; charm.) My own.

Chicago love…

I just returned from my trip to Chicago and I have to say that I loved it. It was like NYC but clean and friendly. Two things NYC not known for. I would live in Chicago in a heartbeat. Maybe one day the opportunity will present itself.

My first day required a nap even before I met up with my Chicago greeter, Peter. By the time I met with him at 1pm it had already been a long day for me. My flight was uneventful and on-time. I took the blue line from the airport to my hotel. The mass transit in Chicago as I noticed that day and throughout the rest of my trip was easy to navigate. I got an architectural tour and history lesson of the various buildings in the downtown area and the cloud gate aka the bean. We walked for a good two and a half hours before my feet begged for mercy. He left me on the corner of my hotel that was two buildings away from the Willis tower. I napped and elevated my feet before heading out to watch a great two people play at the Auditorium theater called, “An evening with the Roosevelt’s“. It is there I met with a nice lady that hung out with me throughout the showing and guided me toward a safer walking path to my hotel. She also suggested a couple of places where I could eat a good deep dish pizza. Wherever you are, many thanks, Patty.

On Saturday I was suppose to meet my SanFran friend for the architectural boat tour at 10 am, however when by 9:30 I had not heard a peep and then was later informed their alarm had not gone off and they weren’t nearly ready. I was not happy about that. I said what I thought to mean, if that by 12pm they had not showed up I would get on the tour at 12. They understood that I would wait until 12 before buying a ticket, which would have meant that I would have gotten on the 1pm tour. We argued briefly about it as they were peeved I was already in line at 12 and they had left at 11:30amish from Rosemont in a cab and were stuck in traffic. I was peeved that it was understood that I should wait around for them until they graced me with their presence. I had a schedule of things I had paid and wanted to see. I wanted to make the most of my first full day in Chicago. The part that bothered most after that being the last time I heard from them for the remainder of the trip. It was meeting up with them after a long time that was the initial genesis of the trip. I had no other reason to visit besides that and get to see a city I had never been to. I felt abandoned really.
The boat tour was great and I got some of my best pictures of the trip from there. After the tour I took a bus to the pizza place Patty from the night before had suggested. I was concerned at first because I was not sure what the neighborhood would look like but it was for naught. It was along the gold coast. The place was nice but the pizza? I am not a fan of deep dish. Sorry I guess I am a New York pizza purist. The deep dish pizza tasted to me a little undercooked. After that I walked over to the red line around Division and took it back downtown to my hotel. I napped and then headed out to the Laugh Factory for a show. The show was great. The vibe of the people at the show was great. The only meh moment was that the headliner of the night was the least funny comedian of the night. I then headed back to my hotel via bus. It was a long commute but I got to see the nightlife of Chicago.

On Sunday I had signed up for the House of Blues gospel brunch. It was a great performance. I met a nice lady there, Tanya who was there with her son. She was so nice and friendly despite the fact that I accidentally caused her drink to spill all over her. Oops. She suggested a few places to eat and in general was very warm and friendly. I went back to the hotel and napped again before heading out to the Latin Film Festival. I played some bowling while I waited. After the movie I walked back from Illinois street to Adams St. I took my time walking and sat and rested my feet. It took about an hour to make the walk. I was in physical pain and I also wanted to take in all sights and sounds, and sometimes unfortunately the smells of Chicago.

All in all it was a great first time visit. When I go back I have list of things I want to see outside of the downtown area. I want to see the neighborhoods, the “beaches”, and the museums nestled outside of the touristy parts. I had the hot dog, the pizza and an Italian meat dish. I was not impressed with the food but loved interacting with the people.

The night before Chicago…

Today is the day before my trip and I am sooo excited. I am a planner by nature and have most of my days planned out. It might not all happen or happen as  I have planned but I feel better knowing I have at the very least an outline of what I plan to do. I can only hope that my flight tomorrow goes better than my san fran friends went today. My greeter informed me tonight that I might hit delays because of tornadoes. Having grown up on the eastern seaboard I can’t say I have much experience with freaking tornadoes. It IS the Midwest so I should not be too surprised. Scared perhaps but not really surprised.

Here is hoping that the flight is uneventful and as close to on-time as possible, my greeter experience is a positive one, that the boat tour is not canceled, that my commute throughout downtown is safe and that I do not get lost and most importantly I do not come in contact with a freaking tornado.

Love is…

I grew up in a family that had very complicated relationships and beginnings. My great grandfather on my dads side married into a family twice.My grandmothers parents on my dads side is where there are few details. My great grandfather lived long enough to produce seven children, one before he met and married my great grandmother. I met this great grandmother and vividly remember her. She lived until the tender age of 102. Her mind was not all there at that point but her body was.

My great grandparents on my mother’s side had a short lived relationship.He left my great grandmother on my moms dads side alone in her 30’s with three children to feed. It is unclear if he died or he just left.I met this great grandmother and she died when I was 10. I vividly remember her and the call we got when she died.
My mom’s grandfather on her mothers side left my grandmother to be raised by her blind grandmother when her mother died due to complications of childbirth. That particular great grandfather died when I was five. I clearly met him but have no memory of him. Not until about last year did I know that I passed where he is buried every day when I drive to work.I looked where he was located in the cemetery and he is basically a mile marker. I guess you reap what you sow.

My parents met in high school and married young.Between them they had four children but raised five. My dad in total had eight children that we know of. My parents divorced when I was 17.

My most recent loss of a grandparent was two years this past January.I regret not being able or if I am being honest not ready to see him at his funeral. He was instrumental in my childhood and I should have gone because my grandmother still lives and needed my support. It is something I struggle with all the time.
My grandmother has not handled his loss well at all. It is painful to be around her sometimes because her grief is palpable and it hurts. Again, it is shitty thing for me to do/say because they have always been my biggest supporters in everything.

My grandmother has basically lost the will to live. She tells me in those moments of clarity for her that she realizes she is going through the motions. She has stopped taking her blood pressure medicine and has gone to the hospital several times. I have told people she is depressed but my words get disregarded. They say she just needs more time and that eventually her pain will ease. I guess they/we can’t relate to the fact that life as she knew it for a long time doesn’t exist. In two years time she lost a beloved husband, two brothers and a sister-in-law. These are emotional blows that would knock any strong person on their ass.

So even though I want to find my life partner I wonder if it is worth the pain of losing them at some point. No one gets out alive in life. We all die. I am not sure I want that earth shattering feeling of love. I want companionship yes. But love like my grandparents? Not so sure. Maybe my moms parents had it right. They tolerated each other at best. My maternal grandmother almost seemed relieved when my grandfather passed. That is not to say she didn’t shed a tear when he died.I suppose they must have loved each other at some point but it wasn’t the love felt by anyone who saw them,my parental grandparents kind of love.