Monday, January 07, 2008
Meet and Greet
It's a heatwave in the Midwest with record breaking temperatures in the uppper 50's in January! And for other "hot off press" news check out....
Julie: My claim to fame is that I'm Sid's wife and Emily and Keith's mom. I'm also an ordained clergyperson in the UM church serving an appointment at a non-profit agency.
And Greet: Quantum Theology and her other blog Culture of Chemisty.
What are your favorite non-revgal blog pal blogs?: Whispers in the Loggia, Stratoz, logoi and scienceblogs.com/moleculeoftheday(definitely a split personality!) (I can't get a direct link to molecule of the day to work; sorry)
What gives you joy?: Music. My family. A magnificent thunderstorm.
What is your favorite sound?: Rain on the roof.
What do you hope to hear once you enter the pearly gates?: Come to Me.
You have up to 15 words, what would you put on your tombstone?: Only 15 words? There is a tombstone in a graveyard I sometimes walk through that has a one paragraph bio of a local doctor on it (it's got to be at least 6 feet wide) -- it's the oddest thing I've seen, in many years of walking graveyards and reading the stones. My stone? Qui bene cantat bis orat. Who sings well, prays twice.
Write the first sentence of your own great American novel.: Glasses fogged, water sluicing off her oilskins, she clambered over a crumbling log and onto a soft, yielding mass.
What color do you prefer your pen?: My favorite pen is a blue Pelikan. My favorite ink color? A pink so deep it's nearly red.
What magazines do you subscribe too?: Real Simple (I keep hoping some elf will crawl out of the magazine and make my house look like the "after" photos) and America
What is something you want to achieve this decade?: Write another book. Make the Spiritual Exercises. Draw more often.
Why are you cool?: My teen and tween would beg to differ - cool?? I can hear their disparaging sighs even as they sleep. I drive a Mini Cooper and can do quantum mechanics?
What is one of your favorite memories?: Learning to bake with my mother when I was 7. She let me pick any cake recipe I wanted from her 1957 Betty Crocker Cookbook. Black Midnight Cake - the most complicated layer cake in the book - was my choice. True to her word, that's what we made. I can still hear the sound her sifter made as I sifted together the dry ingredients. I still make that cake often enough to have memorized the ingredients!
Any other question you've always wanted to be asked?: Not that I can think of!!