Do you have a favorite person? If you’re a sixteen-year-old girl, you probably do—or at least you think you do because when you’re sixteen, your boyfriend is your everything. Likewise, if you’re an infant (which clearly, I know you’re not, I mean who’s ever heard of an infant who can read let alone surf the internet for interesting blogs?) then the person who feeds you is undoubtedly your favorite. Hey, let’s face it, infants rate a person’s popularity the same way a dog does—you feed ‘em, keep ‘em warm and dry, you become their everything. It’s that simple.
But, for the sake of this post I’m going to assume you are neither a teenage girl nor an infant, therefore, I am also going to assume you don’t have a favorite person. I mean how could you? How could anyone who’s lived a life that’s allowed them to meet interesting, lovely people, ever choose a favorite? (A favorite child, sure—we all have our favorite child … just kidding … really, that’s a joke. Sort of ; )
Anyway, for anyone who’s actually stuck around to read this far from entertaining post, instead of telling you about all my favorite people, because there are a lot and I could make a list but then I’d probably leave someone off and this would be the one day that that someone would actually read my blog and then they’d get all upset for no reason whatsoever … and yes, that was a run-on sentence … I’ll leave you (as if you care) with a tiny list of a few of my favorite things (and no, The Sound of Music is most certainly not one of them—I don’t like musicals. Except for Grease … but that might be because I kinda like the bad-boy in the tight jeans and leather jacket rather than the actual music … wink, wink).
Catwoman: The patron saint of elegant danger, controlled chaos, and women who refuse to apologize for having claws ❤️ Cover image is from the premier of Suicide Squad in Indianapolis, during 2016 GenCon and I just happened to be there to write a story about it … I may not have gotten to be Catwoman for the day, but at least I channeled my inner wickedness as Harley Quinn.
A Few of My Favorite Things
- TOMATOES Anything and everything tomato. Love the big beefy ones, sliced thick and sprinkled with sugar for breakfast … or broiled with mozzarella and basil … or fresh, plump and juicy and eaten like an apple.
- HYDRANGEAS White ones … and just about any white flowers for that matter (in fact, white is the only color of flower I really like).
- SMART PEOPLE with OPINIONS What’s not to love about people who actually know something of what they’re talking about and share their wisdom with the rest of us?
- OLIVES Any and all!
- SLIGHTLY-DIRTY KETEL ONE MARTINIS Times two on any given Friday night.
- SUNRISES Not sunsets—there’s a difference!! One is evidence of yesterday’s promise of another day fulfilled. The other is simply an end.
- CATWOMAN If you have to ask, you don’t understand.
- CAPPUCCINOS Again, if you have to ask, you don’t understand.
- MEN in KILTS If you know, you know ; )
Today’s post inspired by the Daily Prompt, “If you could be someone else for one day, who would it be?” Which, yes … it would be Catwoman—she’s the patron saint of elegant danger, controlled chaos, and women who refuse to apologize for having claws … but I’d have to do something about her/my diet. I don’t like milk. Or mice. So, there’s that : ) Cover image is from the premier of Suicide Squad in Indianapolis, during 2016 GenCon and I just happened to be there to write a story about it … I may not have gotten to be Catwoman for the day, but at least I channeled my inner wickedness as Harley Quinn.
DISCLAIMER: I’m a writer and an editor. And I try my best to make sure every post is articulate and free from errors. However, being that I edit my own work—and it’s next to impossible to properly edit your own work—I admit, occasionally there may be an error or two I miss. But doing so doesn’t make me an idiot so don’t be mean. Just smile, pat yourself on the back for finding an error and be glad you’re not the only one who makes mistakes sometimes … xoxox
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