Pink Saturday

I hope Beverly, at How Sweet the Sound, doesn't mind terribly that I'm "joining" her Pink Saturday extravaganza...in a roundabout way. Anyone who has been following my blog knows that this week has been insane for me. I never got a chance to sign up, with Beverly, properly, but felt the need to add my two pink cents. I will sign up for next week, to make it official.
In between tedious chores & trying to keep my mind off my puppy's surgery yesterday, I did squeeze in a few little projects...and they just happen to fit Pink Saturday. I decided the "wart eggs" (as my son aptly named them) were just not going to beautify, no matter what I did to them. Into the garbage they went and I started over.
"Simple, simple, simple", I kept reminding myself. I painted some blown-out eggs the lightest pink, then added a touch of shimmer with some glass sparkle. I plopped them in a ceramic bowl, added a few millinery flowers and that's the end of that!
It never dawned on me that I could change my sweet teddy bear's attire and the blue frock she has always worn was looking a bit off in my pink & white bedroom. I dug through some of my daughter's old baby clothes and found an adorable ensemble that now matches my bedding. Two minutes of creating a new hairbow and I think she's looking like a whole new girl!
My last show & tell required no work, at all. It is my collection of silver & crystal do-dads that sits on my dresser. The pretty pink & gold rose is one from my good friend, Monica, and is the perfect compliment to the other trinkets...don't you agree?

We're Out of the Woods!

The surgery is done and Gretel made it through with flying colors. The vet said this far surpassed the best possible outcome he could have imagined. I saw her (from afar) very briefly. She was still dopey, from the anesthesia, but such a sight for sore eyes. I'll pick her up tomorrow at noon and we'll begin the recuperation process at home. The vet gave me a mile-long list of instructions, which I will gladly follow to the most minute detail. My heartfelt thank you, yet again, to all of my sweet blog friends, for your prayers & support!!!
I am now going to take a nap :-)

Puppy Size

I'm having a tough time focusing on even the most mundane, simplistic chores right now. Hopefully, that will change once I hear from the vet's office. I was browsing through the archives of E-Mail Ministry's messages and came across this one, which has always been one of my favorites. Seems to fit me perfectly right now. It's a bit long, but worth reading.

PUPPY SIZE
"Danielle keeps repeating it over and over again. We've been back to this animal shelter at least five times. It has been weeks now since we started all of this," the mother told the volunteer. "What is it she keeps asking for?" the volunteer asked. "Puppy size!" replied the mother. "Well, we have plenty of puppies, if that's what she's looking for." "I know...we have seen most of them," the Mom said in frustration...Just then Danielle came walking into the office.
"Well, did you find one?" asked her Mom. "No, not this time," Danielle said with sadness in her voice. "Can we come back on the weekend?" "You never know when we will get more dogs. Unfortunately, there's always a supply," the volunteer said. Danielle took her mother by the hand and headed to the door. "Don't worry, I'll find one this weekend," she said.
Over the next few days, both Mom and Dad had long conversations with her. They both felt she was being too particular. "It's this weekend or we're not looking any more," Dad finally said in frustration. "We don't want to hear anything more about puppy size either," Mom added.
Sure enough, they were the first ones in the shelter on Saturday morning. By now Danielle knew her way around, so she ran right for the section that housed the smaller dogs. Tired of the routine, Mom sat in the small waiting room at the end of the first row of cages. There was an observation window so you could see the animals during times when visitors weren't permitted. Danielle walked slowly from cage to cage, kneeling periodically to take a closer look. One by one the dogs were brought out and she held each one. One by one she said, "Sorry, you're not the one."
It was the last cage on this last day in search of the perfect pup. The volunteer opened the cage door and the child carefully picked up the dog and held it closely. This time she took a little longer. "Mom, that's it! I found the right puppy! He's the one! I know it!" she screamed with joy. "It's the puppy size!" "But it's the same size as all the other puppies you held over the last few weeks," Mom said.
"No not size ---- the sighs. When I held him in my arms, he sighed," she said.
"Don't you remember? When I asked you one day what love is, you told me love depends on the sighs of your heart. The more you love, the bigger the sigh!" The two women looked at each other for a moment. Mom didn't know whether to laugh or cry. As she stooped down to hug the child, she did a little of both.
"Mom, every time you hold me, I sigh. When you and Daddy come home from work and hug each other, you both sigh. I knew I would find the right puppy if it sighed when I held it in my arms," she said. Then holding the puppy up close to her face she said, "Mom, he loves me. I heard the sighs of his heart!"
Close your eyes for a moment and think about the love that makes you sigh. Take the time to stop and listen; you will be surprised at what you hear. "Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath."
-- Author Unknown
***From the first time I took her from the cage, at the pet store, Gretel has sighed and snuggled into my neck while I hold her. She still does it, every morning, when I get her out of her crate. I sure do miss those "puppy size".

Happy First Day of.....WHAT???

I'm trying to keep myself productive and busy, while I wait for the surgeon to call (evidently, he hasn't gotten to the vet's office yet...it's gonna be a long day!). I'm puttering around the house: changing bed linens, doing dishes, folding laundry, etc. and I happened to look out the picture window in my living room. Oh, HECK NO.....that is not snow falling from the sky. Not on March 20th and certainly not when I need some sunshine today. Did someone neglect to fill Mother Nature in on this whole seasonal change thing....the one where spring follows winter...and so on??? I actually closed my eyes, thinking I could wish it away. Take a look at the pictures and tell me if it worked.

Gratitude!

You all have no idea how much your prayers, encouraging comments & private emails have meant to me over the last 36 hours. Gosh, it feels like my world has been running in slow motion. Surely, it's been at least a week since our pup was hit by the car...feels that way! When I'm having a chronic period of sadness, I find myself coming back to my computer to check for new comments and to re-read the old ones. Your support has given me such solace and I thank you from the bottom of my heart!
Gretel will have surgery, first thing this morning, to repair her pelvis. The vet has been very pleased with the strength she has shown and feels she is stable enough to undergo the operation. Because of the timing of the accident, they'd rather get it done today, than wait until Monday. I hope it's not premature, but am putting my faith in the doctors and pray God is guiding them in the right direction. :::laughing::: Okay...HE always guides in the right direction. I hope they are following His lead :-) I will update as soon as I know more and, once again, thank you!!!! Such small words, but I trust that you can feel my heart in them!

More Prayers Please

I hadn't planned on posting, before I had something definitive to report...until I was reminded of the power of prayer. Over the course of the last 18 hours, I've prayed and cried myself into an empty vessel condition. Now it's time to call in for reinforcements!
Yesterday afternoon, while my 7 year old was playing outside with our puppy, Gretel (pup) ran into the street and got hit by a car...which never bothered to stop. I'll spare you all the heartwrenching details, although the tape keeps playing & playing & playing, in my head. Gretel is alive...I should have started with that. She is very seriously injured, though (pelvis broken in several places, broken hind leg, serious concussion) and will need surgery. They stabilized her, overnight, at the emergency clinic, then we were back to our regular vet first thing this morning. She was alert and SO happy to see us when I picked her up. The surgeon will evaluate her this afternoon. That covers my fluffy baby's medical condition.
What weighs as/more heavily on my heart is my daughter's emotional state. She is, obviously, haunted by the images/ sounds of the car...she blames herself...and she's negotiating fiercely, with God, about leaving Gretel with us (she asked that He count the number of puppies He already has and reminded him that we only have one). The vet bills are already through the roof and will surely climb higher. As much as I hate that reality, as a single mom it is my reality. The best case scenario: the surgery will be fairly simple and Gretel will fully recuperate. The not-so-good scenario: she will live with chronic pain & have limited mobility. It then becomes a quality of life issue. I hate the way that sounds/ looks..."quality of life"...who am I to determine (for another living being) how good or how challenging their life "should" be?
Oh, my brain and heart are so muddled right now. I'm trying to juggle what's best for my Gretel, for my daughter and for our family as a whole. Rarely do I have moments where I am so uncomfortable doing all of this "alone", but this sure is one of those moments.
***I didn't include a picture of my son with Gretel because...well, he isn't terribly fond of her, so we don't have any :-(

Can't Win 'em All

Sometimes you hit upon a project idea where everything clicks...and sometimes, in spite of your best efforts, you just lay an egg :-) The collages I worked on yesterday, while I was home with my son, came out rather nicely. The eggs, which I have been working on for a week...not so much! The problem with the eggs, I think, is I should have stopped while I was ahead. With each step, they just didn't seem right...so I kept adding different elements. Now, as my son pointed out, they look like rotten eggs with warts on the ends. I put so much work into them, however, that I am still displaying them on my fireplace mantle...until I am fully prepared to admit defeat.
These pictures are particularly off, as I'm rushing to get ready to play nursemaid this morning, then am off to the shop for the afternoon!

Coming Along...

It was another beautiful, if not terribly warm, early spring day in Connecticut. My son was home with a touch of the stomach bug (which I narrowly escaped...I HOPE), so I was able to get some yard work done. I also spruced up my new patio a bit. I'm so eager to get flowers planted, but they're calling for frost on Thursday, so my patience will have to stretch a bit further. I made two bench pillows, using body pillows that we no longer use. They're not quite big enough, so I'll have to pick up a third. I had a huge amount of the brown fabric, from my friend Melody's shop. When I got it, I had no idea what I would use it for, as it doesn't match anything in my home...outside is an entirely different story. It goes perfectly with the stain on the patio and the planters I picked up at the dollar store. There is, apparently, a method to my madness...even when I'm not aware of it! Now, if I can just get some flowers planted. What was it I mentioned about patience??? Almost forgot: I was given buckets of those cool wrought iron pieces, on the back of the bench. They were left over from a job a contractor friend was working on. He figured I could put them to good use, so he saved them from dumpster doom. Initially, I was going to try to remove the rust, but decided I rather like the aged look. I stuck them on with a little Gorilla Glue...I love the unique touch they give the bench!

My New Patio

It's amazing, to me, how people's talents are expressed so differently. I had a bunch of (scrap) pressure treated wood stacked next to my garage, a dozen or so slat squares and a good friend who is extremely handy in all of the areas I am not. With the help of my two children, my friend, John, built me a patio with a ten foot bench...all in 4 hours! He also used some "left-over" flagstone to create a pretty, winding walkway around to the front of the house. To say that I'm amazed and so thankful is an understatement. Now, I'm "doing my thing" and making seat cushions out of two old body pillows we don't use and some fabric I bought at my friend, Melanie's, shop. This piece of fabric was really big, matched nothing in my home, but I just knew I'd someday put it to good use :-) Pictures of my handiwork will follow!

I Promise......

As difficult as it will be, I promise to exercise restraint when it comes to inundating my blog with pictures of the new baby. I have to remind myself that 1.) I am not the Grandma of baby Lyrik and 2.) people will only tolerate having to "Ohhhhhhh" and "Ahhhhhhhh" over baby pictures for just so long. I promised Jessica (the new Mom), however, that I would post these updates to show how much he's changed in 36 hours (no more blue, bruised face and his nose is starting to pop into shape). Did I mention that I get to spend the day with them tomorrow because the "real" Grandma has to work?

Link Issues

I know I'm missing/ doing something stupid...
I have tried, every way imaginable (except, obviously, the right way) to add a link bar to my blog. It's not working, it's not working, it's not working!!!! I've gone to "Customize", hit the stupid gadget button, scrolled down to the poopy link section, copied & pasted the meaningless links, hit save, made sure (3 times) that I hit the blasted save thingy, crossed my fingers/ toes/ elbows, prayed out loud....
Get to the dreaded "View Blog" part and....same stupid blog with no links to other sites. Blah! UGH! I'm done...thanks for listenin' :-)

Oh my GOSH! I don't know HOW, but I decided to give it one more try, after I finished this posting. It worked...I don't know how it worked, but it did. I was actually able to add a link to my ebay stuff. Of course, I have no idea what I did or how to do it again, but I did it once...correctly...and that's enough for me...for now :-) WOOHOO!!!!!

Bouncing Baby Boy

At 6:59 p.m. Lyrik James made his very dramatic entrance into the world. Right now I'm simply too tired to write much more than Mommy and baby are doing fine. It was a difficult labor with some terrifying complications at the end. Everyone made it through, though, with flying colors and that is all that matters now. After it was over, I'm thinking it's almost easier being the one on the table than the one at the side of the table, watching helplessly. I have never, in my life, heard a sweeter sound than when that precious baby boy finally let out his first cry...never!!!

Crystal Stemware Help Needed

Honestly, the topics of my posts range from the sublime to the ridiculous. Suddenly, I'm treating Blogger as if it's "Ask Jeeves". On the off-chance that someone out there knows more than I (which shouldn't be difficult) about crystal....
I know that this glass is made by Cambridge, but I cannot, for the life of me, find the name of the pattern. It is a bit like Rosepoint...a bit like Chantilly...and a bit like 25 other Cambridge designs. I have scoured the internet, including Replacements, and am coming up empty-handed. Help?

Tomorrow I Play Mid-Wife!

A few weeks ago, I wrote about the baby shower I threw for my best friend's daughter, Jessie. Tomorrow they are inducing labor and we will welcome "our" baby boy into the world. I was absolutely thrilled when the Mommy-to-be said she would like me to be there for the birth. Aside from the fact that it will be wonderful to be on the "other side" of the birthing process, I get to experience the miracle of birth from a new perspective. As if witnessing the birth isn't enough of an honor, the VERY soon-to-be Grandma asked me if I could spend Monday with Mommy and baby because she has to work. This will be their first day at home and Jessie is feeling a bit anxious. If I recall correctly, there will be very little for me to do. I will happily watch him sleep, carry him to Mommy for feedings and soak in every bit of that delicious newborn baby scent.

Thrify, Thrifty, Thrifty

There's so much to post about today, so I'll work my way backward...story of my life :-) I went to drop some things off at the thrift store up the street and was thrilled to find that they were having their huge, spring cleaning sale. When I say "huge", I mean HUGE!!!!! Whatever you can fit in a paper grocery bag is $5. The ladies who work there love me because I'm always bringing in bags of goodies and I'm fairly certain they get first dibs on the good stuff. They were very generous when they were packing my finds into the bags. The pictures show about a third of my "haul" (just in case anyone is wondering what I left out: a pair of brand new window treatments from Pottery Barn, a duvet cover for my bed, 3 framed pictures, a men's cashmere overcoat from Neiman Marcus, a spring jacket from Abercrombie & Fitch for my son and a slip-cover for my living room chair) and the grand total was $15! YAHOO! I absolutely LOVE the 3 copper molds I snagged. They've been in the shop all season, but I couldn't make myself pay $5 a piece and I never could narrow it down to just one. Today, I didn't have to :-) Once the wire baskets get a coat of spray paint, they'll be perfect for holding fresh fruits in my kitchen. I have no idea what I'm going to do with the funky chicken and the dalmations, but they were too cute to pass by.

Aging Gracefully

How cool is this? I was blog surfing...a treat for finishing my resume revision...and came across a link for a site that ages pictures for free! All you do is upload a picture and they age it for you in seconds. Don't be surprised when you first get to the site and it's in Japanese. Hit the "English" button and have fun! I only gave myself a few minutes of playtime, so I randomly chose pictures to age. Just to give you an idea...
***Thank you, "Anonymous" for pointing out that I had not included the link to the site. OOPS!

Feelin' the (Blog) Love

To quote my teenage son: "You guys ROCK!". I needed to take a moment to thank you all, again, for the sweet messages/ emails you have sent me. General update on my dad: the doctors appear to have reached a conclusive diagnosis and decided on a definitive course of action...PHEW! It is NOT life-threatening, so he will (God willing) soon be on the road to recovery and back to his wonderfully perky self. WOOHOO!
I've been blessed to have made yet another fantastic "blog friend", Sharon. I stumbled across her blog, via Lynn's, and she is an amazingly talented....and I do mean amazingly....jewelry artisan! After exchanging emails over the last few days, we had the opportunity to chat on the phone. Just as Lynn described, referring to her immediate connection with Sharon at the craft store, we gabbed away like two old school chums until she had to go make supper. Good thing because I need to finish up yet another revision of my resume :-) I have to admit, I had a moment's hesitation about "going public" with Sharon's creations because I know what a hit she will be with you ladies. That said, it's just not right for me to secretly covet her treasures. So, when you have a few minutes....go for a visit!

Leftover Coffee is My Friend

First and foremost, thank you ALL for the prayers and support r.e. my dad's health issues. It has helped more than you can imagine! I have a tendency, when life throws me a challenge, to keep a smile on my face so as not to burden others with my problems. The result is, I leave myself running around in my own head: which is one playground I should not be hanging out at, without a chaperone! A very wise friend often says: "A problem shared, is a problem halved". So true! Okay, back to coffee. Heidi has me on a roll with coffee left-over projects. While I was cleaning out my basement, last weekend, I came across boxes & boxes of blown eggs. I called my landlord to see if he wanted them for his kids (Easter projects). He laughed and told me his late Aunt Peg, in whose home I am living, would spend hours blowing out eggs from the farm, but (to his knowledge) she never did anything with them. Since my landlord still has easy access to all of the eggs he could ever use, courtesy of his 100+ chickens, he advised me to "toss them...they've probably been sitting down there for the last 15 years". Toss them, indeed! Into a bowl they went, with my left-over coffee (I really didn't need any more caffeine anyway) and they're now having a lovely bath du cafe! Because of their age, I think, some of them are turning a yummy speckled caramel, while others are transforming with a marbled pattern. I just love this kind of fun, (virtually) free project! I'd love to hear if you have any other uses for left-over coffee or similar projects!

Prayers Please!

My dad is dealing with some very complicated health issues right now...complicated because the doctors can't pinpoint anything specific, so there are more questions than answers. I don't need to get into details (and wouldn't out of respect for his privacy), but your prayers would be greatly appreciated!!! I know how much my mom would/ will hate this, but I am a firm believer in the power of prayer and I know that there is strength in numbers. At the end of the day, it is in His hands...and I know that His plan is perfect. Right now, though, my little girl heart is aching for my dad to be okay!

A Borrowed Project Idea

As soon as I saw this project idea on Heidi's blog, I knew I had to give it a try: leftover coffee, coffee filters & a string of white lights...what could be easier than that? Well, it wasn't too challenging, BUT my version looks a bit like a second graders when you hold it next to the art teacher's example. As I continually tell my kids: "You (I) tried your (my) best". Heidi, major kudos to you for patiently attaching all of those "flowers". I got tired of it after 7, so a friend did the last 3!!!

Setting the Record Straight

I have had several wonderful blog friends comment on how "organized" I appear to be. I mentioned my disastorous garage, in yesterday's post, but didn't want to horrify you/ embarrass myself by posting a picture. I just can't have you all thinking I am something I'm not...organized, so this should set the record straight :-)

Meanwhile, Down in the Crypt

And, while Sammy was soaking up some rays, what was the Mom doing? Well, let's just say I was not basking in the sun, pondering the meaning of....mice. I spent much of the day down in the basement: organizing, purging & hoping the creepy crawlies were still hibernating! I got most of the bins labelled and put in their proper place. The garage is next, but I'm going to need a dumpster for that task!
***I did take pictures of the garage, but the mess is just too gruesome to post. I think I'll wait and do a before & after post :-)

It's Good to Be the Cat!

We were blessed with another warm, sunny day...WOOHOO! What does any normal, warm-blooded cat do during the first days of spring? Catnap, of course! Sam, who is getting old and has a tough winter, was loving life today.

Squeaky Clean

I had to run over to Michael's (craft supplies) this afternoon. "Had to" is such a joke. Who am I kidding? Any excuse for a field trip to Michael's, works for me! After wandering the aisles for a little bit, I realized I truly didn't need anything...until I stumbled upon the soap making section. Uh oh. Big trouble! I have been wanting to make my own soaps for quite some time, but the process looked far too complicated for my liking. Time for a short-cut. I bought a few different, microwavable blocks of soap (olive oil, goat's milk & glycerin) and two sets of molds. I already had some essential oils at home. I had such fun making soap tonight and realized how inexpensive it is, when you consider paying $3.99-$5.99 for a bar of "specialty" soap. I took apart an old sachet and used the dried lavender in the lavender scented soaps. I like the natural look of those bars. Any recipes/ suggestions for things that work well with or in soaps, would be greatly appreciated!

Can it Be....Spring??????

I'm almost afraid to say it, for fear that we'll get hit with another Nor'easter tomorrow, but...today was an absolutely glorious SPRING day!!! The sun was shining, the birds were chirping appreciatively and I was like an overly-caffeinated Tigger all day long. I know that this is the time of year (every year) we New Englanders lament that it has been the longest winter in the history of the world. This year, though, it's true...it really is! I'm sure the meteorologist guys have pie charts and weather graphs that would dispute my claim, but what do they know? It has been LOOOOOOOONG!
Although I have a huge list of (inside) spring cleaning tasks to tackle, I just couldn't stay inside. I picked up pieces of broken planters/ pots that I forgot to move inside last fall, cleaned up my gardens a bit and (only me!) got the hose out to melt away the one remaining pile of snow at the top of my driveway. I called three friends who, much to my consternation, agreed that I could not plant bulbs yet. I was advised to wait until I was sure there would be no more frost. Well, what if I am sure? Does it matter what the weatherman has to say about it???? REALLY! For once, I decided to heed the advice of the masses, lest my gardens fail to produce to their fullest glory. I suppose, since I've waited this long...

My Dad

My big sis sent us (the siblings) an email yesterday, expressing how proud she was to be the daughter of a man as wonderful as our dad. I didn't read her email until this morning, but it's not surprising that we're on the same page. Last night I was trying to describe my dad to a friend who has never met him. I went through the list of adjectives that are commonly applicable to my dad: honorable, hard-working, funny, loving, outgoing, patient, honest...All of those characteristics certainly describe my dad, but they fall so short in painting a complete picture of who he is as a man, a husband, a father, a "Granran" and a friend. It's like sketching the outline of a picture, then leaving the inside blank. As I was ineptly trying to express what an amazing man my dad is, I found myself saying: "I don't know of a single person who doesn't love/ like him". After reading my sister's email this morning, I thought more seriously about my statement. It's absolutely true: people just love my dad. Everyone...from the local lobsterman to the former mayor of Norwalk, heads of Fortune 500 companies to the gentlemen who sells mulch at the hardware store. Can you imagine? I'm sure, at some point in his life, there was someone whose toes he inadvertently stepped on...must have, though I can't think of a single example. I do my best, on a daily basis, to follow God's will for my life and "do unto others....", but I know I continually fall short. How many people can honestly say, about anyone they know: "He/ she is well-liked and well-respected by everyone whose path they cross"???
A significant sidenote: my "dad" did not get that title through any contribution to my birth. He inherited my brother and me 32 1/2 years ago, when he married my mom. I had, at that time, a biological father. It has been the man I described above, however, who taught me what parenting is all about: loving unconditionally, administering healthy doses of tough love when necessary (and it was more necessary with me than with my 3 siblings combined :-) and...most importantly...always, always, always having a strong, sturdy outstretched hand to help us get up when our decision making wasn't quite right!

And the Winner Is...

The winner of my "Bits and Bobs" jewelry give-away is... Whispering Poppies! My son picked the name, although he clearly didn't understand or appreciate the significance of a blog give-away. If "Whispering" would kindly email me with your name/ address, your goodies will be on their way. Thank you to everyone who entered. Keep checking back as I'm on a spring cleaning roll (in spite of the winter weather) and I suspect another give-away id right around the corner :-)

Spring Has Sprung...Yeah, Right!

Last week, I thought I could fool Mother Nature into bringing spring about a little early this year. I optimisticaly dragged my table and bench out from the garage and up the stairs to my front stoop. I hung my pretty, glass hummingbird feeder on my "Rose of Sharon" tree. Guess what? You really can't fool Mother Nature!

Tag...I'm It!

what are you wearing now? work-out pants & top (sounds so much better than sweats), Tinkerbell t-shirt and pink slippers

favorite smell: newborn babies or the ocean

who was the last person you hugged? my little girl

if you were a tree, what would you be? weeping willow

what's for dinner? left-overs

what was the last thing you bought? my new craft cupboard

what are you listening to right now? HGTV

what is your favorite weather and why? sunny & warm, because it's anything BUT that right now. UGH...6-10" of snow coming tonight!

what is on your bed side table? a pair of earrings, an empty water bottle, my alarm clock & a bookmark that should be IN my book

what is your most challenging goal right now? finding a job!

say something to the person who tagged you: I miss you and wish I was there to chat & bellylaugh

if you could have a house totally paid for, fully furnished anywhere in the world, where would you want it to be? Anywhere would suffice

favorite vacation spot? Old Lyme

name the things you cannot live without God

what movies can you watch over and over? Breakfast at Tiffany's, Gone With the Wind, Serendipity

if you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go?
a warm, tropical beach..anywhere, as long as it's warm

who is the most interesting person you have ever met? Kallif (a former student of mine)

RULES: I am SUCH a rule-breaker, so I'm re-writing this part. The rules are: there are no rules :-) If you read this and feel inspired/ compelled to join the game, please do. If not, well...you've learned some things you may or may not have wanted to know about me :-) The real rules: ~Remove one question you don't like, replace it with one of your own choosing ~Answer the questions on your blog and "tag" eight other bloggers.

I think those are the real rules anyway. If you don't like them, make your own & just have fun :-)