As some of you already know, I am a contributor over at In The Real World Venus vs. Mars. Today I will be talking about how my wife and I both complement and compliment each other. If you don't know what that means— please stop by and read my post called Complement and Compliment. And while you're at it, continue to read as there are several others who contribute with great articles as well.
If you like sailing, or enjoy looking at sailboats, the 101st Race to Mackinac will be starting from the Chicago Yacht Club. I will probably get there early so that I can see all the boats before they go to the starting line. I am including information about the event in case you want to say bon voyage to the racers:
Saturday, July 18th
Chicago Yacht Club
400 E. Monroe Street, Chicago
7:00am – 10:00am Cash Stand Continental Breakfast (Patio)
10:00am – 2:00pm Parade of Boats (Navy Pier)
11:30am – 3:00pm Start of the 101st Race to Mackinac
Hope to see you there.
Welcome again to Friday's Feast. Today I'll be sharing a story about a picnic. If you don't know what Friday's Feast is all about, please read the Friday's Feast page for a more detailed explanation. If you want to join in on the feast— be sure to leave a comment and include the URL to your post so I and others can know of your contribution.
When I was in theater I played Mr. Squires the livery stable owner for the musical The Music Man. At one point during the play the entire cast would walk over the footbridge and go off to the picnic. The person who played Mrs. Squires and I both wanted to actually have the picnic and not pretend that it happened. So, we decided that we would have our own picnic in the green room before one of the Sunday matinee performances.
I didn't have a whole lot of time actually cooking for the picnic, so I picked up some chicken from KFC and went to the grocery store to buy plates, napkins, etc. "You can't have a picnic without ants" I said to myself… so I also bought some plastic ants that we could strew about the floor.
During our picnic both Mrs. Squires and I started to kid about one of our kids which we affectionately called "Billy". Interestingly enough, our little boy Billy eventually changed his last name from Squires to Squier and started a career in music. Amazing what a picnic can do for your career.
Next weeks topic is Hot dogs— or should I say "encased meats". Perhaps you have a story about the hot dog eating contest that went terribly wrong, or you know of a great place that has the best Polish in town. So… if you have anything that relates to this topic, be sure to leave a comment and include the URL so I can include you in next weeks feast. Even if you have already posted on this topic in the past— your links are always welcome.
Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions. Pass it on to 25 people you like and include me. You can't use the artist I used. Try not to repeat a song title. It's a lot harder than you think! Repost as "My Life According to (ARTIST NAME)"
Pick Your Artist:
They Might Be Giants (TMBG)
Are you a male or female?
Exquisite Dead Guy
Describe yourself:
Which Describes How You're Feeling
How do you feel:
If I Wasn't Shy
Describe where you currently live:
Road Movie To Berlin
If you could go anywhere, where would you go:
Istanbul (Not Constantinople)
Your favorite form of transportation:
Dirt Bike
Your best friend is:
Particle Man
Your favorite color is:
Sapphire Bullets Of Pure Love
What's the weather like:
Snowball In Hell
Favorite time of day:
Dinner Bell
If your life was a TV show, what would it be called:
Spy
What is life to you:
Extra Savoir-Faire
Your relationships:
Women & Men
Your fear:
I Should Be Allowed To Think
What is the best advice you have to give:
O, Do Not Forsake Me
If you could change your name, you would change it to:
James K. Polk
Thought for the Day:
Someone Keeps Moving My Chair
How I would like to die:
Sleeping In The Flowers
My soul's present condition:
You're Older
My motto:
Till My Head Falls Off
Lately I have noticed that I cannot schedule a post. This has gotten me pretty frustrated in that I have to come back in the morning just to post something that I wanted to post at midnight.
I did find out that it is a problem that I am not alone with. There is a Known Issue posted by blogger in June. I am hoping that this feature comes back so that I don't have to get paranoid wondering why nobody has commented, only to find out I didn't post.
Welcome again to Friday's Feast. Today I'll be sharing my recipe for lemon shakeups. If you don't know what Friday's Feast is all about, please read the Friday's Feast page for a more detailed explanation. If you want to join in on the feast— be sure to leave a comment and include the URL to your post so I and others can know of your contribution.
Participants in this weeks Feast are as follows:
With inspirations from Honest Abe…
One year I went down to Springfield Illinois and attended the State Fair. When I was there they were selling lemon shakeups. Given that I have several cocktail shakers, I decided that I would make my own— besides it gives me practice pouring without having to drink liquor. Makes approximately 2 8oz glasses worth.
Next weeks topic is Picnic. If you have ever attended a picnic (company, family, or otherwise) and have an interesting story to share, please do. Also, if you have any interesting picnic foods that you enjoy— you can let us know as well. So… if you have anything that relates to this topic, be sure to leave a comment and include the URL so I can include you in next weeks feast. Even if you have already posted on this topic in the past— your links are always welcome.
Those who choose to know me
know me well.
Those who choose to ignore me
will, over time, learn to accept me.
Those who choose to refuse me
will never know me.
cj09'
Life is full of choices. How we know someone is also a choice.
There is a statistic that I heard that the average person can know about 150 people simultaneously. Based upon the post Pick Me, everybody picks a friend. Once someone picks you as a friend it is your choice as to how you treat them in your relationship.
What I find interesting is that the number of people who fall into each category resembles a bell curve. Most people tend to fall in the ignore category— probably because it is easier to not put forth any effort and choose not to pay attention. There are very few people who choose to know me— and there are very few people that I suspect refuse me as well. I have learned to accept this distribution and am not offended by it because it makes sense to me.
