The Moving Hodgepodge

This week's hodgepodge is here! Thank you Joyce!  She's in the final stages of her home being built (congratulations!) and still has committed to this!  Come join the fun and wish Joyce well on her newest, exciting adventure!  

1. What would you say is your strongest sense? My sense of sight. I'm always taking it all in, observing and watching. I love people watching and I love the seasons. I definitely am in tune to colors, destinations and the outdoors. I love, more than anything, seeing my children. Their faces, their expressions: it's priceless.
2. Do you believe in the idea of a 'sixth sense'? Why or why not? I don't think so and I can't say why but the idea that a ghost is just hanging out next to me is creepy. Then again, I like to think there are angels around us, which is a much happier thought. 
3. When do you most feel like a slave to time? Explain. During the busy weeks, during theater season, at the very beginning of the school year when we have two open houses at two different schools, parent teacher conferences and everything in between. I feel that hustle and bustle and like we are flying from place to place without stopping. Not my favorite sensation! 
4. Have you ever worked in a restaurant? How would you rate the experience? If you could own a restaurant what kind would it be? When I was in the 10th grade, I had my first "real job" working as a hostess at a restaurant. I remember being intimidated and nervous but overall, it was a good experience. I also remember helping out busing tables and having to carry the giant, over-sized trays and failing miserably. We were required to clear the entire table all at once and I just couldn't do it. Needless to say, I wasn't scheduled to do that job too often. I lasted one summer. If I were to own a restaurant, I would want to own a farm to table restaurant and have a seasonal garden to pick from!
5. Ever traced your family tree? Share something interesting you learned there. My Grandfather traced his family tree and was very interested in his lineage. In 2005, I asked him if I could "interview" him because he had so many amazing stories to share. He agreed and looking back, I'm so grateful that I have the story of his life. After he died a few years ago, he left a gigantic family tree album. It's amazing to see the history of our family. I was shocked and saddened to hear his younger brother died of the 1918 Flu Pandemic. He's an excerpt of his story... 

My Grandparents lived outside of Boston and raised TWELVE children (6 boys and 6 girls). This picture was taken in 1954 when they had passed the half way mark. My Mom is to the right of her baby brother. 

6. What did your childhood bedroom look like? I had light purple walls and a lot of Snoopy pictures hung up. I also distinctly remember a Charlies Angels poster. As I got older, those were replaced by pictures of Madonna that hung over my gerbil's cage, I had a huge waterbed in the center of my room and it was common for me to dance around to the Grease soundtrack for hours. I also may have painted nailpolish "lipstick" on Diana Ross' Upside Down album cover and hung it from my wall. Am I dating myself here? Isn't it scary that I STILL have that album, and the Snoopy phone that I used to talk for hours on! Oh and let's face it, EVERY Snoopy phone needs to be decorated with a gold lame necktie:

In middle school I discovered 21 Jumpstreet and my room became a shrine to Johnny Depp. I had a lot of posters and was a little embarrassed when my Dad brought me home a Patrick Swayze poster when Dirty Dancing was the big movie. I didn't have the heart to tell him I wasn't a fan (sorry ladies) so I carefully hung the poster in back of my bedroom door. 

7. Anyone who knows me knows I love my family. 

8. Insert your own random thought here.