I AM: easily overwhelmed.
I WANT: my kids to grow up without making phenomenally stupid mistakes. Minor, instructive mistakes, okay. But I pray I spawned beings with a modicum of common sense.
I WISH: I hadn’t wasted my time worrying about things.
I HATE: kale.
I MISS: big get togethers with my family. All the funny people are dead.
I HEAR: selectively.
I WONDER: How people come from somewhere else, build a new structure in a rural area, move in and then, without a bit of apology, complain about “new” people building new structures and moving in.
I REGRET: Not learning Italian when I was a kid when it would have been easier and I could have heard the pronunciation first-hand.
I AM NOT: Martha Stewart.
I DANCE: Pretty well, actually. My parents, who went to Arthur Murray, insisted we all learn at least the fox trot, lindy and waltz.
I SING: Not so good now with asthma. I considered a professional career at one point.
I CRY: when Lassie lifts her (his) paw.
I AM NOT ALWAYS: so tough.
I MAKE WITH MY HANDS: anything I can. I have this thing about being able to create from the ground up.
I WRITE: only light extemporania (I’m quoting…); However, I’m a literary wannabe.
I CONFUSE: my right and left. Truly, to this day, I have to think about it. This is why I look like an idiot in the conformation ring.
I NEED: a good 8 hours’ sleep per night.
I SHOULD: not be such a wuss.
I START: lots and lots of projects.
I FINISH: very few of them.
I TAG: whoever else besides me needs a topic for today…