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QotD: Take Me Back

If you were told you could relive a moment in your life, which would you choose?
Submitted by Slight Diffusion.

Five Great Moments To Relive:

(well, really, you couldn't expect me to just choose one, could you?)

1. Pulling my (eventual) husband down in the mud on the banks of the Blue River in Kansas City for our first kiss.

2. Stepping out of Penn Station for the first time, to face 7th Avenue, in New York. The energy overwhelmed me. It was incredible.

3. My first full view of Lake Michigan, at Silver Beach in St. Joseph, Michigan.

4. The moment any one of my six children was first laid on my chest after birth.

5. A story about a tiny perfect moment. The husband and I wandered around the city one day about 18 months ago, I think, looking at some stuff we hadn't bothered to check out before, while I took photos on my my new camera phone. We found the U.N. building, and a couple of interesting bridges, and then wandered west from the East River back toward the train station.  We saw a diner called Gemini, so that was fun for a photo, but it didn't look like a great place for a snack before riding home. Then we saw Benjamin, on 2nd Avenue. We have a son named Benjamin, so it seemed like a perfect place to stop in. It's a bar and restaurant. When we got inside, we saw the TV was turned to the Mets game. That was worth another smile, since we get tired of encountering the Yankees wherever we go around home, and also, our son Ben is the one who turned us all into Mets fans, the year before.

My favorite pitcher, Tom Glavine, was on the mound and doing well. I ordered a gimlet, only about the third time I'd gotten one in a restaurant. It was cool because I'd never ordered one directly from a bartender before. He was happy to make it to my particular specifications, and when I took the first sip, I swear I closed my eyes just like those awful women I hate in movies, who have horrible blonde hair and false eyelashes and--you realize I'm talking about if someone like Angie Dickinson played an alcoholic in about 1972, right?

But I am the very model of all things in moderation, and it was just a perfect drink, in a perfect little setting. I hope to collect more singular moments in the year to come. Sometimes you just have to go out and make them, you know?

Tag-a-long this way

Alex tagged me in her blog, to name 5 interesting facts about me.

Geez. Interesting is in the eye of the beholder, isn't it?!

   1. My friend got me a gift subscription to Glamour magazine for Christmas. This might not sound that interesting, but if you knew me, you'd get a giggle out of that. The first issue just came. I do like the pin the girl on the cover is wearing, though I'm not sure I'd have an occasion for it. And soon I'm going to be learning some Great news about my health! and also, Men's Most Taboo Thoughts. Whoo! I will be sure to report back on that.

   2. This is my 17th residence since age 16. I hate that very much. I had lived in my previous house since the age of 5. But it feels almost as though I've been moving continuously ever since we left there.

   3. I have never uttered a certain scatological term, nor have I ever written it. Please don't ask me if it is [x] because I won't like seeing it in my blog and it will upset me.

   4. This is probably not interesting, but I like to read books aloud and make silly or odd voices for all the characters, as well as use a distinctly separate narrative style. I've never really had a desire to act, though.

   5. When I was 17, I saw a soft-core porn film at a movie theater. It was called Flesh Gordon. I didn't know I was going to see a porn film. I was hanging around that week with these two boys named Craig and Mark, and some other friends, and one night, after the others had gone home, we drove to a movie place, it might have been in KCK, maybe on Rainbow Blvd (hee! but I don't remember for sure,) to see that movie. I was a little shocked, but mostly worried I'd get in trouble for being under 18. Which, that ticket taker couldn't possibly have cared less.
I only remember a few things about the experience. One was that there were guns shaped like penises. There was some sort of orgy, and it was fabulously tacky. And, a man a few seats down from me was having a very good time all by himself.

It was toward the end of senior year, and I didn't hang out with them much after that. Maybe they didn't think I was cool enough. I remember that Craig's family had an Apple II, which I got to see one time. And I read awhile back that Mark is a counselor, I think, at that high school or another in the town.I don't have as many high school memories as I should, or as many crazy ones as I should. At least, not the fun kind. You there, go make some crazy fun memories, you hear me?

Tag, you're it:


Vox Hunt: Big Screen Smooch

Video: Show us your favorite on-screen kiss.
Submitted by sami711.

"Now, you listen to me! I don’t want any plastics, and I don’t want any ground floors, and I don’t want to get married, ever - to anyone! You understand that? I want to do what I want to do."

The trivia notes for It's A Wonderful Life at imdb.com state this: "James Stewart was nervous about the phone scene kiss because it was his first screen kiss since his return to Hollywood after the war. Under Capra's watchful eye, Stewart filmed the scene in only one unrehearsed take, and it worked so well that part of the embrace was cut because it was too passionate to pass the censors."

I'm still looking for a picture of that. I only have this one. :-(

QotD: Call The Fashion Police

You must have been a fashion victim at least once in your life. What hideous blunder did you commit? 
Submitted by Tina

Well...I don't want to sound like a jerk, but I can't think of any hideous blunders. There were times when I followed fashions that weren't all that tasteful, particularly in late high school when there were too many details on clothing, and some of the fabrics were not nice. But what I wore also coordinated with itself, at least. I knew how to put together an ensemble, including the right cute shoes. :-)

Mostly I did my own thing, like Adam Ant: "we don't follow fashion; that'd be a joke, you know we're gonna set them, set them, so everyone can take note take note." (I did not dress like a pirate, but I did like some of the new wave ideas for fashion.) There were times when I got to set fashion within my little sphere, although briefly. That was fun.

The Flashdance look was sort of dumb, but I didn't go all out for it. I did have ripped sweatshirts and black leather jazz Capezios. I'd still wear the shoes, but not the sweatshirt! And I went for a more severe continental look in my late teens and early 20s.

As a young mom, I never wandered around the grocery store with an oversized sweater over leggings. And I never wore oxford shirts or turtlenecks under sweatshirts with bears or whatever stenciled on them. I don't understand why women have children and then either turn into demented kindergarten teachers or become sort of whorish-looking. There are still plenty of other options between the extremes.


I'd always rather talk about what we did right rather than what we did wrong, but perhaps that's just me.  There are plenty of looks I enjoyed at the time that I don't regret now even though they no longer suit me. I loved my big Annie Hall-style wardrobe that my mom made for me in junior high. Since she made it all for me, it was a more pulled-together look, rather than the more random look in the movie. I loved the linen afternoon shifts I wore when I was about 18, severely cut with an unusual neckline, buttons down the back, etc. And I loved that last brief period in my 30s when I could wear little plaid skirts and knee sock without looking like I'd entered arrested development.

After all, I no longer look like this:

Last year I was really into color for the first time in awhile. Here's me modelling my husband's new job interview ties:

It occured to me finally that ties are just such a great way for a man to add life to his wardrobe. Women sometimes do that with scarfs, but I feel uncomfortable wearing them. Right now I'm in a drab mood again, but perhaps I'll pull out of it by springtime.

QotD: [this is so good]

What's the best thing since sliced bread?

No one thing! I do not operate that way!

Here is a list, as usual. :-)

Coke Blak, which is getting increasingly difficult to find. I wish we had the French formula here. Maybe it would have been more successful? I think I'd like it even better, as it wouldn't have the trace of aspartame, which is usually on my "no way no how" list.

This heating pad strapped around my waist.

House--don't tell me it's not an invention. Please. Dr. House counts on every list.

iPods--I had a beautiful little blue mini that is now sadly gone. Someday I will have another.

DVR, of course, but this would be even better.