I’ve been seeing posts in my feed lately which are blogging challenges from Cee’s Photography. Some posts are Q&A’s, others are photographic. It’s so easy for me to run out of topics to blog about: the struggle is real! Intrigued, I checked our Cee’s site, which can be found here, and decided to take a blog challenge myself.
This blog challenge is called Share Your World. So, here’s sharing a piece of my world:
Does your first or middle name have any significance (or were you named after another family member)?
Yes! My middle name is: 1. my mother’s first name; 2. my maternal great-grandmother’s first name; and 3. my paternal great-grandmother’s middle name. Whew! I’m not exactly sure who of the three I’m named for. But I like to think it’s after my mother, which lets a part of her live on through me.
Music or silence while working?
Definetely music. It feels so eerie to work in silence. I’m in the habit of playing Pandora quietly in my office all day at work, and it’s worth the $4/month subscription fee. It’s usually tuned to instrumental, hymns, chill, country, or spa, depending on my mood.
If you had a special place for your three most special possessions (not including photos, electronics, people or animals), what would they be?
I think this question is asking what the special possessions would be and not where they would be, but it’s kind of hard to know by the way it’s worded.
Books: I heart my books, and would be so upset if I ever lost them.
Memento Box: Technically, these are plural memento boxes. I have a few shoe boxes filled with cards, letters, event programs, pet collars and tags, ticket stubs, etc. that I’ve collected since childhood. Opening them up is a blast of nostalgia, so I only do so every few years.
Kitchen Stuff: Sorry if that sounds lame—but after eliminating pics, electronics, people, and pets, I struggled to come up with a number three for this list. I picked my kitchen gadgets since I love to cook so much. I’d be majorly bummed to come home to a house full of healthy food, but no way to prepare any of it.
The Never List: What are things you know you will never do?
Walk away from my faith. God’s been way too good to me to ever consider not seeking after Him daily.
Go to an Eagles game. For years now, my best friend has been pestering me to to go a game with her. But I just can’t summon up enough oomph to even remotely care about football. I think it’s some kind of law that Philly people are all die hard obnoxious Eagles fans and I missed the memo. But I just…can’t… yeah, sports will never interest me.
Own a reptile. I love animals, but reptiles kind of skeeze me out. They’re either slimy or terribly dry, and some come with forked tongues(!). *shudder.* No thanks.
Optional bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?
Last week was full of small moments of gratitude, from a healthy vet checkup for Kitty to the first day of spring.
On that note, one of my personal challenges in 2017 has been to keep a Jar of Gratitude. Essentially, my jar of gratitude is a repurposed spaghetti sauce jar which I blinged out with scrapbooking supplies and glitter so I’d enjoy looking at it each day. I keep a small notepad and pen beside the jar and jot down what I’m grateful for each evening and add a slip to the jar. It’s become a family affair, as Jake has been doing it too (I’ve yet to catch Puppy adding to the jar; his only interest in jars is if they hold dog treats. And I don’t think the cats are grateful for much of anything… ever). At the end of the year we’ll empty out the slips, put them in date order, and look back over all the blessings small and large that 2017 held…. Or maybe we’ll do it on Thanksgiving. We haven’t decided yet.
As for “What I’m looking forward to in the week coming up,” I’m looking forward so much to Jake and my trip this weekend! He’s whisking me off to a mystery location, so it’s like mind-wracking to pack: Do I bring a sweater or a sundress? A bathing suit or hiking boots? My solution might just be to bring some of everything! I’m the worst trip packer in the universe, because I tend to over-prepare for any remote possibility. Anyway, I’m looking forward to our mystery trip weekend and time spent with my wonderful husband.