What motivates you to get up every day?
A sharp pain in my back OR needing to pee. OR I need something to drink. The medications I take dry me out.
What words have always struck you as funny or odd when looked upon?
Glimpse. It sounds like the noise a frog makes while waiting on a lily pad for another round of dinner-quality bugs.
How often do you read the comments left by other bloggers on other bloggers’ published posts?
Most of the time, if I have the time.
How hard do you work to keep your long standing friendships alive year in and year out and do your friends work the same way to keep you?
I keep in touch with the living. As for the dead, I’ve tried but so far, no luck.
How many emails do you delete every week?
HUNDREDS. Sometimes thousands. It just keeps getting worse. Now everyone with whom I do business emails me to remind me that I will owe them money soon (usually 5 – 7 days in advance), then again to remind me it is very soon. Then there will be a note to tell me they got paid. In between? Depending on the source? Reminders about sales. Reminders about even bigger sales. Offers of free delivery. Reminders about final sales and even more absolutely final sales. Now I get also emails from WordPress for every comment, although I don’t mind them as much since I don’t have to try to hunt down comments.
In season, there are the political messages and endless reminders about upgrading or changing my medicare plan, scams, spam, and junk. I really don’t need to be reminded of every bill. I never miss payments. But they persist in reminding me anyway. I hate it.
Every now and then, I get a personal message from someone I actually LIKE — which I might miss in the morass of other emails.
Are you easily distracted, and what do you find distracts you the most?
Everything distracts me OR puts me to sleep. Sometime both.
Have you ever had a strange unexplained encounter that left you shaken and baffled and if so, what do you think it was? Or what did your brain make you think it was?
No.
Are we more scared of things that go bump in the night when in the dark or equally as concerned if the same thing happens during daylight hours? If so, why do you think that is?
Only if I’m driving. I don’t see well at night. Which is why I don’t drive at night unless it’s an emergency. If something goes “bump” when I’m driving at night, I wonder if I ran over something that used to be alive. THAT worries me.
What do you think are the magical ingredients for writing a bestseller and do you think you could write one?
If I knew a magical ingredient, I’d be busy writing best-sellers and not this blog.
When was the last time you stayed awake all night having fun with another person, and what were you doing?
My friend Tom. We were talking about “the good old days,” books, life back in college and the meaning of life. Our respective mates had gone to bed. I think that was the last time we made it past midnight and we were both still awake and coherent enough to be able to have a conversation.
Would the 18 year old you recognise the older you if you both collided on the street today? If not, why?
I strongly doubt it. I don’t look anything like I did back then. Just to prove it, there’s a picture on the refrigerator of me when I was 17. I was so young and dewy.
What are you most looking forward to in 2023?
Staying alive until 2024.
Are you more curious or are you more passionate, or are you both?
It depends.
Can you easily recognise your flaws, and do you think it is important?
Yes and no. I’m 75. My flaws aren’t going anywhere and no one cares. I don’t think anyone expects me to fix me anymore.
The musical album you loved the most in the last twenty years was… ?
I don’t think I’ve really liked any new music since 1975. Do new recordings of classical music count? I really liked the version of “Rhapsody in Blue” on Disney’s 1999 version of Fantasia. Probably the best recording of it I’ve ever heard of that piece of music. But that came out 24 years ago.
That’s what you get when you ask “modern” (NOW) questions of old people. Besides, music in the past 20 years has sorta sucked.
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Loved your answers
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Thanks. The answers were honest. Otherwise, they were intentionally vague 😀
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Got that 😂
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Hi Marilyn, your answers always make me smile. Young and dewy, I like that description. Garry’s picture of the horse is excellent.
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There were three of us shooting those horses, but his were definitely the best and most “active.” He’s very good at grabbing pictures on the fly, something I’m not good at. I need everything to stay put so I can focus and frame. He just goes for the shot and mostly, he gets what he wanted.
We used to describe young women as “dewy.” It’s old-fashioned now, but I kind of like it. Dewy, like a newly-opened bud in early morning.
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I like dewy, it is very pretty. I am like Garry, I shoot my pictures from the hip and mine are better than most of my family’s (but don’t tell them – smile)
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Hey Marilyn – hoping you are having a lovely Sunday – some cracking answers in here the dry humour always cracks me up. This was a stonker 🙂
I keep in touch with the living. As for the dead, I’ve tried but so far, no luck.
I said something similar to someone recently and they stared at me like l was flashing a nun or something! They were mortified and so too when l was talking to Suze the other day and said be mindful of what you hit when driving, it might be alive or dead now hahaha.
I think a lot of the music for the last ten or so years has been pretty awful, but then l haven’t bought an actual album since the 80’s or something, maybe the 90’s.
Good answers and always received with thanks 🙂
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So many of our friends have died by now, we learn to enjoy a darker sense of humor or spend our lives in mourning. People get so weird about dying. But if there’s one absolute for all of us is that we are ALL going to die. Making it something that can’t even be talked about frightens our kids and I don’t think it comforts anyone. That kind of pretending just take something that is natural and makes it a secret. We all need to understand when the pet dies, he/she doesn’t go to a farm somewhere. There’s a rhythm: Birth – Stuff in between – Death. After that? Take your best guess.
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I totally agree with you and l live by the same credo, death like life is part and parcel of who we are 🙂
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