My buddy Susan Davis tagged me for this meme over on Facebook…and I do whatever she tells me, so:
Once you’ve been tagged (and please consider yourself tagged if you’re reading this), you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you (please feel free post your list in the comments section if you don’t blog yourself). At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged (if you want to). You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it’s because I want to know more about you.
1. Earl Gray tea and cilantro taste soapy to me.
2. My favorite song is “Please Mr. Postman.”
3. I didn’t rebel against my mother till my 30s. Fortunately for both of us, I’m over it now.
4. I have a lot of Jewish friends.
5. I have uncanny intuition.
6. I have profound respect and admiration for the person my 14 year-old-daughter is becoming.
7. I was not a dog person before Goose.
8. According to my husband, I don’t know how to properly make a bed.
9. I don’t like being around drunk people. Tipsy people are okay.
10. I’d be fine with canceling our cable TV package, but not DSL.
11. I love road trips and hotel toiletries.
12. I’m embarrassed that I’ve never been to Paris.
13. I’m tougher than I look.
14. I thrive on creative collaboration.
15. My favorite color is green.
16. My cooking is getting better.
17. I can’t believe it took me so long to discover Pilates.
18. I prefer to be blond.
19. I like handmade textures.
20. I wish I had nicer handwriting.
21. I’m a terrible speller.
22. I swear by Dr. Sarno’s The Mindbody Prescription.
23. I generally get what I want and when I don’t, it’s almost always for the best.
24. I have two, maybe three, dead brothers.
25. I’m an optimist.
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“The Knight of Wands card suggests that my power today lies in rising to the occasion. I keep my options open and am ready to ‘use it or lose it.’ I set trends or may be considered a ‘fashionista’ and I initiate exciting opportunities to get attention, conquer fears, enhance reputation or image, or to express or inspire liberation–often by extreme measures. I am empowered by ambition or the ‘zest in quest’ and I transform through charismatic communication of passion.”
A fine and fitting omen. Today is my last day at the theater festival. I am officially open for business as a freelance writer and marketing/public relations consultant. I’m thrilled, terrified, and hopeful about beginning this next chapter of my life.
According to the Facebook What’s Your Stripper Name? application, my stripper name is Xena Heavenwhip. This is better than when the Facebook What Vegetable Are You? application declared me a turnip.
Paige bestowed upon me and Rebecca swag she’d procured at the Film Independent’s Spirit Awards. She gave me a Mrs. John L. Strong Collector’s Diary and Directory in “bone white,” which looks like albino crocodile skin, and Rebecca one in black. The retail price for these calendars is $495.
The gilded pages are an obscene and fascinating window into an alternate universe where August begins: “IN THE UTTER ABSENCE OF ANY MAJOR SHOWS OR EVENTS, WE SUGGEST YOU TAKE A VACATION. SEE RESORTS, PAGE 371.”
The best part, other than the contact information for wine storage in Beijing and Chicago, searchers for lost/stolen art in London, New York, and Cologne (which they spell Koeln), and various auctions for “important jewels,” “arcade jewels,” and “magnificent jewels,” is the international guide to flower etiquette on page 363. For example:
RUSSIANS ADORE FLOWERS, AND GIVE THEM ON VIRTUALLY ALL OCCASIONS. SHOULD YOU BE INVITED TO A RUSSIAN HOME, BRINGING FLOWERS FOR THE LADY OF THE HOUSE IS DE RIGEUR. THE MOST IMPORTANT THING TO REMEMBER IS THAT FLOWERS ARE ALWAYS GIVEN IN ODD NUMBERS (EXCEPT THIRTEEN), EVEN NUMBERED BOUQUETS ARE USED ONLY IN FUNERALS. AVOID YELLOW AND WHITE FLOWERS (UNLESS PICKED IN THE COUNTRY), AND REMEMBER THAT RED ROSES AND DEEP-COLORED FLOWERS HAVE ROMANTIC TONES. STICK TO PALE PASTELS.
Ten Years Ago
We were living in a rented casita in Corralejo, a dusty village located in the countryside outside of San Miguel. Our little house had a cactus fence around it and brick boveda domed ceilings. Annalena was three and attending a Mexican Montessori preschool. My father had just recently passed away. I spent a lot of time staring at the mountains and listening to Junior Walker.
Ten Months Ago
Last August I was in the homestretch of the BTF season. I enjoyed seeing Shaw’s Mrs. Warren’s Profession.
Ten Days Ago
I was wrangling actor bios for the program.
Ten Minutes Ago
I was writing my mother an e-mail about yesterday’s lovely lunch with a new friend at Blue Ribbon Sushi
Ten Minutes from Now
I will eat some low-fat dulce de leche Häagen-Dazs.
Ten Hours from Now
I’ll be at the office.
Ten Days from Now
I will be researching an article about breathing rituals. I will also likely be stressed out of my mind at work.
Ten Months from Now
I hope I’ll be writing a new book.
Ten Years from Now
I do have long-term wishes, but feel too superstitious to share them here.
Edit: Huh. I still seem to be on California time, even though I switched the Dashboard setting to Eastern Time. Anybody out there know how to fix the time stamp?
I’m under the weather today, but am happy to report that the actual weather in the Berkshires has finally turned springlike. The crocuses are budding in our backyard and Lyme disease-carrying ticks are hatching away in the woods. Think it’s safe to take off the snow tires?
I’m slammed with work (check out the theater’s new website…and please let me know if you find any bugs in it as I’m still tweaking), three magazine assignments due this month, and trying and mostly failing to make time for my fledging novel, but I’m excited to announce that David Samuels’s The Runner is next up on my bedside table and his publicist tells me he’s game for a blog interview.
We’re in the midst of figuring out what to do with the child this summer. Any suggestions for east coast camps?