A long while back Anna of WSAKE asked me to write down seven things about myself. I'm not very good with such exercises, so I put the request aside to see if the list of seven would come to me naturally. Today it did.
1. Drawing connections between seemingly disparate things helps me understand the world around me. Yesterday I saw connections between the way Chris wants to run his business and Stanley Kunitz discussing poetry and gardening in The Wild Braid and also in the 100th episode (Paris) of Anthony Bourdain's No Reservations. I read Chris that special part in The Wild Braid and we watched Bourdain's 100th episode together. He got it. I guess this is why we are married.I won't tag anyone, but if you'd like to play along and note your seven, please do so in the comments or place a link in the comments to your blog post.
2. I was once very into worm composting. I wrote a short book about my experience and shared it on a blog. I still need to add the last chapter.
update 05/13/2011 I really hated typing that last chapter bit, so I visited the blog to update things. I realized there was also a brief closing chapter that needed to be completed. I am proud to report done & done.
3. I miss the television show Northern Exposure and the young pre-Sex and the City John Corbett.
4. The traits I value most in people are empathy, a good sense of humor, confidence, and curiosity.
5. I tasted my very first fresh kumquat yesterday. My produce guy warned me. He told me I had to like sour if I wanted to just pop the whole thing into my mouth. I did it anyway and found them much more complex than a simple sour. Yes, there is sour, but there is also sweetness in the rind, and a hint of bitter. I talked Chris into trying his first too. Thanks, Margie.
6. My first job was in a one-hour photo shop in a very small town near the beautiful Lake Powell. I only lived there for one semester. My job was part of a work-study program at school. My evaluation was gleaming beside the bit about my need for improvement in taking constructive criticism. I was sixteen.
7. When I was a little girl and we hosted family gatherings in our home, I would always hang out with my dad and my uncles in the living room. I liked laughing, playing chess, and taking small sips from my dad's frosty mug of beer. I found the women in the kitchen prepping food and gossiping terribly boring. The men seemed to have all of the fun. I claimed I'd marry my father or no one. Now I am married to someone else, still like beer, love cooking, and sometimes gossip in the kitchen. I need to buy a chess set.