|How did you sneak in here?|
1) What is sneaking up on you, and what have you been thinking about?
What is really sneaking up on me is income tax time. I know today is only February 8, but that denial of "time flies" is what makes it so sneaky. But I'm not thinking about that at all! I'm thinking about Mardi Gras and what part(s) of that I get to go to this weekend. Mardi Gras parade: probably. Crawfish boil: definitely!
2) What will you have for lunch today?
Well, it's after 2:00 p.m. here, and I still don't know. I'm seriously considering checking out the Thai place across the street. Sadly, there is no sushi bar on this boat.
3) If you were to get snowed in for two days, and you need to hunker down, what essentials and treats would you store up?
OK, sorry. It's a balmy, short-sleeved 65 degrees and cloudy here in New Orleans . . . (ahem) . . .
This would be a serious question for me if I still lived in the house I still own in Pennsylvania, because I know the snow is coming. There. Not here. For the Two-Day Snowed-In Hunker Down, treats and essentials are hard to tell apart:
- a pot of Amy's turkey noodle soup or some chili
- coffee and half & half
- cocoa & mini-marshmallows
- movies, Netflix (if there is electricity) & books and crochet (my new hobby)
- comforters & pillows & all kinds of flannel
- wind-up radio/flashlight
- candles and flameless light sources
4) Tell me a story about one awesome thing you have experienced in the last couple of weeks:
Once upon a time, in the last couple of weeks, I took a 9 hour drive that took me from New Orleans to Jacksonville. My wonderful congregation sent me on a serious (enough) study leave. So, I got on a great big boat and sailed away.
I hugged dear friends and met new ones, now dear ones. Faces went with online names of women who had become celebrities to me, and I couldn't help being a starry-eyed fan. (I hope they understand.)
We laughed. And laughed. We wrote and wrote. And wrote some more. Sometimes we wrote less, as few as six words to tell a story of God's good news breaking through the fog.
Alfredo flirted with us and danced for us.
We told supper stories. And late night stories.
And stories fueled by sushi circles, melting cake dinners, and mojito toasts.
Then we laughed some more.
Encouraged by sweet generosity, I picked up crochet again.
I am still swaying to the music. I'm rolling with the waves. I'm looking for sushi.
And I'm thankful.
5) What is your favorite office supply to splurge on? (now THAT is random, right?)
Yes, that IS random, dear Karla! Markers or pens, definitely!