Wednesday, March 8, 2017
I'm not sure if I could be called a perfectionist, but I do like everything to be done right. My Dad could probably have been called a perfectionist and he taught us to always, always do our best, and never be satisfied with simply good enough.
2. What's something you find perfectly ridiculous?
How long do we have? Not all day? Well, okay then, I'll stick to simply one. I find it perfectly ridiculous how much arguing and shoving one's opinions down others' throats is happening on Facebook recently. It's wearisome and perfectly ridiculous.
3. What's a skill you've developed by way of that old fashioned saying, 'practice makes perfect?
Cooking. I really enjoy working in the kitchen creating delicious meals. I can see how far I've come since the day my Mom first got me to help her prepare a meal. There are still some more complicated foodie things I would like to learn, but I feel confident I can master them as well.
4. What's your idea of a perfect breakfast?
My idea of a perfect breakfast happens only once a year. Our Christmas breakfast.
5. What's a trip, holiday, vacation, or day outing you've taken that you'd rate a perfect 10? Tell us why.
Our trip to New Mexico a number of years ago came as close to perfection as any vacation I've ever had. The weather was lovely, the sights were amazing, and the food was delicious. I think there is a reason New Mexico's nickname or slogan is "The Land of Enchantment" You could practically feel it.
6. What quote or saying perfectly sums up your life right now? If you can't do perfect, how about one that comes close?
I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens, but those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string. ~ Anne Shirley.
7. How would you spend $300 today?
Probably on things we'll be needing for our next school year. We're not done with this year's school and I have already begun making plans for next year.
8. Insert your own random thought here.
On a lovely afternoon recently the girls, Steven, and I decided to go on a hike. I grabbed my camera in hopes that I might stumble across some great photo opportunities. Which I did. The bad thing was my batteries died before I was able to take a single picture, so I have nothing to show for our outing. We still enjoyed all the sights. Ancient barns that have been abandoned for a long time already, wildlife, gurgling creeks, impressive rock formations, and an old pair of shoes placed neatly next to a perfect resting spot. The owner never came back to get them and they were left to decay on their own. Those raised some interesting questions, and seeing how there are a certain number of writers in our family, they sparked an interesting story.