1. Going Vegan
I like my red meat far too much for that. And even if I gave up red meat, I'd still want meat in some form or other. And even if I had to give up meat altogether, I don't think I could ever cut out eggs and dairy. I've tried veggie burgers and found them ... icky. If I'm going to eat vegetarian food, I prefer real vegetarian like dal soup, not soy-dressed-up-as meat.
SIZZLE! |
2. Roughing It
I am all about comfort. I like soft chairs and running water. I don't mind cottage life, so long as it has those two things. But camping? Too many bugs and not enough clean.
3. Getting Up Early (If I Don't Have To)
I love to sleep, especially in the mornings and at nap time. I don't like going to bed early, usually, but I've changed my habits lately and am keeping more normal hours. Except when I am engrossed in a really good book that I just can't put down. [See list item number 10.]
I have lost track of how many times I've used this picture. |
4. Getting Too Close to the Edge
You'll never get a picture of me doing this:
Source |
5. Travelling the World Alone
I'm not even all that big on travel, period, though I delight in the beautiful and interesting things I see and experience when I do travel. But I always MUCH prefer these experiences when someone is with me.
Glass-art installation, Miami Florida 2006 by Dale Chihuly |
6. Sleeping Naked
Maybe it comes of growing up in a big family and then having four children, but I have tried sleeping naked, and it just doesn't work. It just feels too risky and exposed.
[No picture for this one. You're welcome.]
7. Adding Pepper or Hot Sauce to My Food
I think I have the taste buds of a newborn. Gimme sweet and bland, with a few subtle flavours - even garlic and onion, but forget about the hot stuff.
I keep pepper and hot sauce in the house for those who like them. |
8. Typing the Word "House" Correctly the First Time
It invariably comes out "hosue." Why can't my fingers learn this correctly?
[Can you tell I'm kind of struggling to come up with ten "nevers"?]
9. With My Socks Pulled to Different Heights, My Table Set Incorrectly, or Any Number of Other Annoying Asymmetries or Incorrectnesses
[Incorrectnesses is so a word!] Call me "anal-retentive," or diagnose me with OCD. Whatever the reason, there are some things I just. Can't. Let. Go. I would rather go sock-less than have wonky socks. If the table is set incorrectly, I WILL correct it, even in a restaurant. I have conceded arguments about which side the butter plate goes on, grudgingly and only because I was taking the high road. These things all give me a feeling of ease and rightness. [Also, possibly, righteousness, but I try not to be arrogant.]
A place for everything and everything in its place. That'll do, Pig; that'll do. Source |
10. Without a Book on the Go
I honestly can't recall the last time I didn't have a book on the go. I love to read fiction, and am always on the lookout for recommended reading. With my Kindle, to which I am addicted, I can download samples of books suggested by friends or critics, so I always have a stockpile of potential books. And if I finish reading at one in the morning? No problem: the Kindle store is always open, and my book is downloaded in seconds.
Currently reading Still Alice by Lisa Genova, a captivating story written from the perspective of a woman with early-onset Alzheimer's disease. |
So what are the ten things that you will never ...
You're never hear me even ATTEMPT to pronounce "bourgeoise."
ReplyDeleteThat's all I have.
"BOO-R-JEE-OY-SEEE"