Claire Tells All (Well, some but not All)

Pool secrets

I have stepped up to Jen Lemen's challenge of listing a few unrelated and possibly irrelavent facts about me.The list is far from exaustive, but it should provide a telling picture-postcard into the Land Of Claire. Bring your compass and a bag lunch.
Fact 1)
I have a dead hamster in my freezer. (see previous blog entry about Apricot) She has been in there, wrapped in several layers; a little quilt square, an enamelled box, duct taped shut, and then into a Harrod's plastic bag, nestled nest to the frozen peas in the side door since October 06. I put her in cyrogenic stasis when my children announced they were 'not ready' for the final burial. We are still not ready, but I pray everyday we do not have a prolonged power outtage.

Fact 2)
As a young girl growing up in the granola-flinging, free-wheeling 70's I wanted nothing more than to be Laura Ingalls in the Frontier. Yup, that was me, organizing a quilting bee and trying to churn butter out of Coffee Mate. To say I was hopelessly mocked by my peers who hissed 'half-pint' behind my back on the kickball blacktop, would put it mildly. I never did quite shake that desire to do things the pioneer way, and to this day, I can make a mean plate of cornbread and knit the pants off any sissy Nellie Olsen.

Fact 3)
I love diseases. I find them fascinating beyond all reason. Sadly, I was in my 30's before I heard of the word 'epidemiology'. Bummer. Still, I will chat my pediatrician's ear off about great diseases of the past and debate the merits of the live polio vaccine. Don't even get me started on the Black Plague.

Random Assorted Facts
Favorite Food: Twizzlers, sushi and any drink with bubbles (Veuve Cliquot, Fanta, whatever)
Pet Peeve: Hands down its the old 'kleenex in the pocket that goes through the washer' Dang, that burns my toast!
Favorite Music: Disco/Funk Hits of the 60' & 70's. They just speak to me. I think in another life I was a young black kid growing up in Detroit in the late Sixties. (Oh, wait... I WAS a young white toddler growing up in the Sixties.) But not in Detroit.
Favorite Words: It varies but currently the words, "Trousseau", "Boudoir" and "Impunity" top the list.
I challenge any of you out there to send me a sentence using all three of these fine words. Yes, there will be a prize to the winner.

Comments

[Maria]

"Storing one's trousseau in the boudoir may be done with impunity".
What, no "expeditious"?