The weirdest thing I ever ate (at least it was weird to me) was goat. I ate it in a small town in Mexico south of Corpus Christi Texas. A very long time ago. I do remember it quite well. It looked like steak and was very tasty. That is, until my father told me it was goat meat. UGH.
But, I’d eat it again. As an adult, I’m not as turned off by the idea as I was when I heard it as a kid. And in truth, it was quite good.
I would much rather be intelligent. Brains will get you much further than looks for a longer period of time. While it’s true that our culture right now prizes women’s looks over anything else about her, once the looks begin to fade, what do you have left? I’d hate to think my self esteem was tied up in my looks. Wouldn’t I be suicidal the first time someone called me ugly?
Yep, give me brains everytime.
Gotta Love British Cozy Mysteries
I would love to be Miss Marple (a much younger version of course)- She had such a sharp mind. She solved some of the best mysteries ever. I read these all as a kid and I got where I could solve them in like 28 pages. It was a fun game for me to figure out “who dun it”- I didn’t usually get ALL the details but I did get the identity right. I would write down my guess and the page number I was on- then my sister would read the story and be stunned when I gave her my paper when she got done.
I think this clue solving made me want to write such stories myself.
And it doesn’t hurt that I love the time period of the stories as well as the glamorous settings (see my answer yesterday- even though that story was Hercule Poirot and not Miss Marple, it was still a glamorous place for a murder, Ms. Christie).
I would love to ride on the Orient Express. It seems like a beautiful way to travel. I’ve always been intrigued by that area and It would be quite epic!
Trains are romantic and beautiful! And hopefully, none of Agatha Christie’s characters would be on board to ruin the mood.
Italian Chicken Pasta
boneless chicken pieces
cut into cubes and saute til brown
onion
saute with the chicken
pepperoni
add to saute mix above
Italian dressing
pour over the sauteed mixture above
tri color bow tie pasta
boil, drain and toss with the above mixture.
I loved this book as a child. I was always an independent person and I loved that Pippi took care of herself as well as her friends. I just thought she had an awesome life.
I think this book was good for girls to read- I was a child in the 1960s and even though these stories were written in the 1940s, I think this book spoke to young girls of my generation because of the changing role of women in the 60s- women were moving more into the work place and becoming independent at a greater rate then ever before. Pippi helped us see we could be strong when needed and soft as well. AND besides, she had a lot of fun- roller skating in the house was wicked cool!
The crazy thing is, I know how it ends. I’ve seen it many, many times. I own it. But I cry at the end. Every. Single. time. Yes, every time. When Cary Grant looks from Deborah Kerr sitting on the couch and back up at the painting and back to her and he realizes why she didn’t come to him at the Empire State Building, I break down every time. It’s crazy, I know but what can I say, I’m a sucker.
this is all I’m gonna say. Already reviewed it once and got spammed for it.
Words to a 16 year old in a hurry to be an adult
I would be sure to let myself know that I shouldn’t be so critical of everything I do. Not to put so much pressure on myself. To slow down, to not be in such a hurry to grow up and be a financial success. To stop and think through some of those decisions I made that have continued to affect my life. I’d try to be more carefree and less serious. AND I’d be sure to tell myself that I was not fat- that I was actually quite attractive. Never believed it- now I know. I was really a pretty cute little girl!
I’m the one on the right in the red toga in this picture.
Ramblings of a Writer 