A few weeks ago I participated in WordPress’s Blogging 201. Participants received daily assignments and one of them was to find a blogging buddy.
Mara Eastern over at Mara Eastern’s Personal Blog posted an advertisement for a blogging buddy (you can read the advertisement HERE), which I replied to, and to my surprise she replied with a, “Yes”. Yay me!! 🙂
She interviewed me (read it here) and I her. Here are my questions and her answers. Enjoy and please stop by her blog and check it out.
20/20 Hines Sight: What is one of your fondest memories of growing up Eastern Europe?
Mara: That would be the overall experience of living in one of the Soviet Union’s satellites. The communist regime was clearly a nasty one, but it provided a stable environment for a person to grow up. It was sufficiently colourful, like my favourite lantern procession on May Day, and as a child you don’t realise the political implications.
It’s after midnight and here I am scrolling through Netflix (living my relatively boring life) and guess what I come across.
One of my all time favorite movies — West Side Story. . . I have loved this movie since I was a kid and I can sing all the songs, recite some dialogue, and do some of the choreography. Not actor, singer, dancer style but girl in bedroom or basement embarrassing herself, by herself kind of thing.
Let gang members go around dancing in the street now. Guaranteed they won’t make half a block. But it would nice if differences could be settled through well choreographed dance number.
Anyway my Saturday starts with a visit to the allergist and to my dismay and my own self-diagnosis my doctor confirms what he/I confirmed two weeks ago, I have an ear infection. Two weeks ago it was just in one ear now it’s in both and if that’s not the icing on the cake, I have the beginning’s of tonsillitis. What the frickitty frack? Continue reading →
If you celebrate or even love Valentine’s Day then you probably want to bypass reading this post.
This notion of ‘Be Mine’, ‘Be My Valentine’, and a host of other sayings begins its indoctrination in elementary school, maybe sooner. I don’t remember the first time I was forced by my teacher to go out and get those packs of Valentine’s Day cards for my classmates.
We would tape a little bag on the edge of our desk and run around the classroom like the little gremlins we were chucking those cards into those little red, pink, or white bags. Admittedly Continue reading →