Thanks to Joyce for coming up with this week's questions and for hosting the Hodgepodge.
Let's roll up our sleeves and get started, shall we?
1. Do you play games of luck/chance for money? Have you ever played bingo for money? Visited a casino? Placed a bet on a horse? Bought a lottery ticket?
I most definitely do not play games of luck or chance for money. Any more. There are many reasons for this, but let's just stick with one -- I have rotten luck with this sort of thing and it just seems so wasteful. Waste and I have a hate/hate relationship. I have, however, in the past played bingo for money. Small change only, just for kicks.
Casinos - oh yes, I've been in my share. We live a few short hours away from Nevada and my mother's favorite past time is playing the "slots", so we've spent many an hour and many a silver dollar in casinos. Oh the stories I could tell. And may, right here, someday.
I have in the past placed a bet on a horse. My mother loves the horses, and my sister and I would treat her every Summer to a trip to the local county fair where they have horse racing. She would win every which way. Even the trifecta. She would just bet on a horse because she liked the name, or thought the horse was pretty, or just "had a feeling" it was going to win. She had so much fun and everyone around her, even perfect strangers would get a kick out of it, catching the enthusiasm of having a "winner" in their midst. Watching the horses run was a beautiful thing as well, and these times will remain a cherished memory.
As to lottery tickets, I am sure I bought them every now and then in the past, but no more. Every once in a while the husband will come home with a ticket, though.
2. Will you be preparing and/or dining on the traditional Corned Beef and Cabbage meal this St. Patrick's Day? Mashed-baked-hash browned-french fried...your favorite way to have potatoes?
Yes, I will, thank you very much. I love corned beef with spicy mustard on the side, and cabbage is one of my favorite veggies. I won't be cooking, however, because that privilege goes to my sister-in-law who takes the prize for best corned beef dinner in these parts. My favorite way to have potatoes is probably hash browned, but I've never turned up my nose at a potato, no matter how it was prepared.
3. What's the last thing you felt 'green with envy' over?
Ouch. This is one I actively pray to be delivered from. This is a serious issue for me, so I can't be glib about it. It is one of the deadly sins and I detest it. I can't think of an actual occasion of late that has made me feel real envy, but I get perilously close sometimes. Let's move on.
4. What's at the end of your rainbow?
Eternal salvation is at the end of my rainbow. Eternity lived in the presence of God for myself and all my loved ones.
5. March 12th marks the anniversary of the death of Anne Frank (June 12, 1929-March, 1945). Anne's diary detailing her time spent hiding from the Nazi's during the war ranks as one of the best selling books of all time. Besides your blog, do you keep any sort of diary or journal? Was this a habit you developed as a child or is journaling something new for you?
I keep no other journal apart from this blog. I've tried to in the past, but I could never develop the discipline to keep one. I would experience writer's block every time I opened to a new page and began to put pen to paper. So, this form of journaling is new for me and I love it. I love that it is so interactive, even while being an individual activity. Interacting with a community at large keeps me honest and unpretentious in my entries, because it is a form of communication as well as self-expression. Nothing is more boring to me than "navel gazing".
6. What's an item in your home or closet that contains every color of the rainbow?
I don't think I own a "coat of many colors". Some items come close, but not quite every color is represented in any single item either in my home or closet.
7. Write a limerick with you as the subject. You can do it!! Just remember this is a family friendly blog...don't make me get out my wooden spoon.
There once was a female knitter
who though challenged, was never the quitter.
When mistakes she would find
her teeth she would grind,
rip them out, and mutter, "I'm not bitter."
8. Insert your own random thought here.
Today, while driving the boys home from school we quite literally saw a chicken crossing the road. Much hilarity ensued.