I'll get to the Leftovers in a bit, but I wanted to share something first that I thought was funny. If you're my FB friend, you may have seen this...
Well, on Monday I was brushing her hair out so I could tie it up in a pony so she could wear it up for karate. She was rhyming words this time. She said: "Clock and lock rhyme. Mock and clock rhyme. Cock... is cock a word?"
For one split second, a fleeting image of a rooster zipped in my mind. But I was so instantly overcome with laughter that I couldn't think of the damn word for rooster. I smiled and then burst out laughing. Yvie looked at me with a half-smile and asked "What?" a few times but I couldn't stop laughing.
With that, let's move on to this. Remember, play along here.
1. Dickens :: Charles
2. Collection :: Stuff
3. Weekends :: Saturday
4. Travel :: Airplane
5. District :: Federal
6. Vampires :: Blood
7. Peep show :: Peeping Tom
8. Crochet :: Sew
9. Lion :: Tiger
10. Fetch :: Dog
Not really a whole lot of 'splainin here.
Five Question Friday
Another edition of Five Question Friday for my blogging and your reading pleasure. Check out Mama M.'s blog here to play along or to read along.
1. Do you collect anything?
Do race t-shirts count? I'm not much of a collector. I have a collection of things like recipes, music and race t-shirts. But as far as collecting, say, baseball cards or vintage model trains or cars or whatever, that's not me.
2. Name 3 celebrities that you find good looking.
Do I have to narrow it down to three? Guess so.
1. Shakira. Hot
2. Roselyn Sanchez. Smoking.
3. Sofia Vergara. Yum.
3. Do you have any scars? If so, what's the story behind it (them)?
I don't have any scars. I have emotional scars... no. I mean, well, I guess I do have some of those but that's... stuff that happened a long time ago... but it doesn't affect me now too much I suppose.
As far as physical scars, though, nope. No knife-fight-gone-bad tale on my left forearm, no wrong-place-wrong-time story on my chest, no I-didn't-see-the-tree yarn on my face. Sorry.
4. What is a food that you like to eat, but others might think it's gross or weird?
Tacos de lengua. I love tacos de lengua. If you were in Mexico with me and we were having tacos at a taco stand, street food that is so, so good, I would order you some tacos de lengua. I would let you eat a few of these tacos, so you would be able to taste some delectable tacos the likes of which you simply cannot find here in the U.S. We'd have some tacos de lengua and wash them down with a beer, perhaps a Sol cerveza.
Then, I'd tell you that tacos de lengua are cow tongue tacos.
I know, I know, by the looks of it, with you tossing your beer angrily at me and storming away, you didn't enjoy them once you cound out what they were. But that's the point, no? You eat something and judge it on the flavor, the texture, the spiceness, whatever criteria you decide to use. If you can set aside your disgust for tongue, then you would see that tacos de lengua are good.
5. Have you ever seen a tornado in real life?
No. I never have. As far as midwestern states go, the only midwestern states I've visited were Kansas and Missouri. Does Texas count? Illinois? Well, I've been to those places once each (actually, Texas I've visited more than once, twice I think unless you count layovers) and none were during tornado season.
I have, however, felt earthquakes. Quite often. I felt one on Wednesday. It was small, like a 2.9 or something, but it was nearby so I felt it. The girls felt it too.