Not "lucky" per se, but sort of more "there" in my life than other numbers. Those who know me know how much I do NOT like math. In fact, my son gave me this t-shirt for Xmas.
To go along with the non-love of math, I don't really like numbers. It's probably as close as I get to any kind of synesthesia--that letters have a good feeling to me, while numbers in general--not so good. Or perhaps that's just an affect of being put into 7th & 8th grade advanced math (ha!).
7 though has always felt different. Don't ask me why. But that's why when Susan Taylor Brown gave me the Kreativ Blogger Award, which asks you to share 7 things that you love, it felt like an extra-special award.
So, acknowledging, of course, that my husband and son come first on any such list--for all the support and love and--let's face it--humor they bring to my life, here are 7 OTHER things that I love.
1. Books. I sometimes think back into my ancestry and think about what, with my INCREDIBLE near-sightedness & astigmatism--my life would have been like 100 or so years ago. On one side, I might actually have had some form of glasses, and, yes, there would have been books. On the other side, though--probably no glasses--even if there were books to read. I honestly cannot imagine my life without the written word and the ability to read & understand it. When I think about growing old, I truly believe I need three things to stay sane--my eyes to read, my fingers to type, and my brain to bring those tools together. Books are my escape, my desert island, my perfect cup of tea, and my delicious slab of chocolate. I don't believe that I can read and be unhappy at the same time. (And today, I have some wonderful books to add to my to-read list, from the ALA awards that were given out. Congrats to EVERYBODY & thank you for supporting my habit.)
2. On that same note, my optometrist. I may be looking at Lasix surgery this year--just on one eye. Lasix? Pretty much terrifies me. But it's so tied to item #1 that I'm probably going to have it. And, while my optometrist isn't the one who will do the surgery, he has gained my trust so much over the past few years that I will go to his referral feeling as safe as possible. (He promised me that that doctor hasn't killed or blinded anyone. And when I asked him about the risks, he gave me that supportive smile and said, mildly, "Well, there's always the chance the machine will fall on you." LOL!)
3. Sleeping in. When I was a teen, I could lay in bed on a weekend until noon. I might be reading or I might just be daydreaming, or I might actually be falling back to sleep again for long minutes at a time. The world was going on around me, but not intruding, and I was warm and cozy and utterly relaxed. I don't get to do this nearly as often as I would like anymore, but every few weeks I give myself a "lie-in," and it's as wonderful as I remember it from all those years ago.
4.Tea. I am an addict, and it isn't even the caffeine, because there are many days I drink only decaf. My mom grew up in England, and I pretty much stick with black tea, with milk and sugar. Tea has the magical powers to cut through stress, calm my hayfever, transition me from one project to another. I think a perfect cup of tea, just poured (without the milk) is one of the most beautiful colors anywhere. It always makes me think of the All of a Kind Family book, when Henny got Ella's white dress dirty, and they soaked the dress in tea to give it a new color. I would have picked the tea dress over white any day.
5. My house. We went out for donuts one morning and found this house. It was built in 1929, by a man who was a carpenter for the local novitiate. They gave him 2 acres and told him to go ahead & build himself a house. I think he got extra wood from all his jobs and dragged it all home. The floors of the living room are hardwood, and the walls are cedar--like you'd find inside a closet. Outside are trees and birds and deer. My husband has been working on the house for years, getting rid of the wall between the kitchen & the living room, taking all the dark stain off the blonde-wood cabinets, putting in an old restaurant stove, adding bright tile counters--you name it. It's like living in our own year-round cabin. Sure, yes, it's got some of the problems of cabins, but those don't fall on my to-do list very often! I get to write in a room lined with books and more windows. It all makes the perfect nest.
6.There seems to be a coziness theme going, so...My fleece-lined Merrell clogs. I wasn't sure how much I'd wear them when I bought them, and I wear them ALL THE TIME. I don't much like shoes (try and connect that to the numbers!), and I tend to go barefoot whenever possible. Except when these shoes are around. They're warm and soft and make my feet happy.
7. All the writers with whom I talk in person, on the telephone, or through the Web. You give me a world in which writing and playing with words isn't just okay, it's the BEST. You speak my language, share my priorities, and believe in the power and strength of stories. For someone who lives in Silicon Valley, surrounded by MANY engineer & techy types whom she loves, this is a serious gift.
The award says that I should tag 7 people. Sometimes I pass these on & sometimes I don't--today, I feel like it. But only play if it sounds like SEVEN kinds of fun. :)
I tag: Jana McBurney Lin, Martha Alderson, Terri Thayer, Stella Michel, Solvang Sherrie, Susan Gray, and Kerry Madden.