Saturday, May 11, 2013

Passions and Personality

Day 8: What are 3 passions you have?

Right now I don't feel like I have an passions.  In the past I have had several so I will relate three of those.

1. Piano.  There is something about playing the piano.  You can express happiness, despair, love, hate, energy, or even lethargy all with the same instrument.  I can get lost in the music as I play, and I can put sound to my feelings.

2. Dance.  I didn't get to do as much formal dance training as I would have liked, but I did pick it back up in college and take dance almost every semester.  Dance is like piano, but instead of sound, it is with movement.  You can also express, and even feel  someone else's emotion with both, which is beautiful.

3. Books.  See post about dream job.

At school Ella's class made personality maps (or something like that).  They wrote their names in the middle and then surrounded it with things that made up their personality, likes, or feelings.  I loved Ella's and was so glad she thought of so many things that make her who she is!

Friday, May 3, 2013

What Happened To "Dreams Really Do Come True"?????? or Day 7

One thing I have hated, probably because it has always bugged my mom, is the saying in classrooms/movies/books/tv shows "You can be anything you want to be."  No, no you can't.  I could never be a gymnast because I am 5'10" tall and it more difficult to lug that frame around parallel bars.  Julia couldn't be a run way model at fashion week because she is short (not that she isn't pretty enough).  Not every child has the potential to be President.  If you have a 90 IQ you aren't going to grow up to be a neurosurgeon.  There are limitation put on us by genetics, sorry.

Having said that I feel a little bit like I have missed out on the dreams I did have that were possible so Day 7 is a little on the sad side for me.

Day 7: What is your dream job, and why?

I would love to be a book reviewer.  I could never be an editor because it has certainly been drilled into my head that I suck at writing/spelling/grammar/English in general.  I am not creative enough to write my own book plus...see the sentence before.  But....I LOVE to read.  I read all the time, always before bed, and I go through books quickly.  I power read.  It is not uncommon for me to go through 2 books a week (unless I am in funk, like now, then it takes me longer because I don't feel like doing anything but laying around).
Books at the side of my bed waiting to be read.
I have read so many books I don't think I could come within 1,000 if I guesstimated.  I have books in every room of our house except the guest bathroom.  I have 11 bookcases, plus shelves all around my house bursting with books.  This would be silly, but I also love to reread books.  There is always something I missed, or that makes more sense the second time around (or 3rd or 4th or 5th time).  Having read so many I feel like I have a pretty wide and varied idea of what makes a good book.  There are books where 3 chapters in I know it is a stinker, but I always finish because I hate to leave a story un-ended.
Some of my favorite books.
I would LOVE to be able to read a book, give my opinion of it, and get paid to do it.  There is honestly no other profession I would love more!
Some of my other favorite books.

In real life: Livi recently got to pick out a toy for allowance, for doing chores (because she still thinks a nickel is worth more than a dime because it is bigger) which we do about ever 6 weeks or so and normally it is something small like a chap stick.  This time I let her get something a little bigger and she picked out a puppy thingy.  It barks and moves a little and she LOVES it.

She wanted a picture with "both her puppies."

Tonks went on the couch to keep a look out for menacing kitties, so Livi and her puppy had to do it too.