February 10, 2010
This was sent to me by my daughter:
"Hey you guys. I just found this test while looking for stuff on language for my presentation in April. It’s really cool! I thought you guys might have fun taking it, too. Try not to look at other people’s results before you take the test.
It was developed by two guys Kuhn and McPartland in 1954: Twenty Statement Test (TST)
There are twenty numbered blanks on the page below. Please write twenty answer to the simple question “Who am I?” in these blank. Just give twenty different answers to this question; answer as if you were giving the answers to yourself- not someone else. Write your answers in the order that they occur to you. Don’t worry about logic or “importance.” WHO AM I?"
- A Mother
- A Frustrated Poet
- An Athlete who is desperately out of shape and damaged
- An Artist who finds excuses to not create
- A Grandmother who would die for her kid’s kids
- A Perfectionist living in a land of slobbie slobs
- A Woodworker with no shop
- A Writer whose voice has been lost
- A Person in a crowd who is somewhat alone
- A Creancer
- A Quitter who struggles to finish
- A Whisper in a world of shouts
- A Christian who doesn’t like Christianity
- A Thinker living in the midst of chaotic thought
- A mismanaged life
- A Fifty year old woman with dreams
- A Fifty year old woman with regrets
- A sister
- A Friend
- A daughter
January 3, 2010
The Italian countryside. I loved the trip and will always be grateful that my kids sent me there.
January 2, 2010
Flo and Roberto get married on a beautiful November day.
January 1, 2010
My four sons, holding my oldest grandson. They were dressed up for the 50th wedding anniversary celebration of my parents in September.
I wondered why they were so good about posing for photos. Then someone told me they heard one of the older ones say, “Hey, lets get some photos while Jed is still shorter than all of us.”
That’s my boys.
September 21, 2009
The paint job is not so good. The overall look is pretty sweet. Two 36″ cabinets made from an old bookshelf, 4 doors my brother gave me, 4 sets of hinges that I bought on ebay for $4 and some wood I had in the garage. They filled in the gaps left in my kitchen by the recent moving around of appliances.
September 16, 2009
I have another blog that I used to post to all the time, then didn’t, then did, then didn’t, then did… Well you get the picture. It was called, “The Lost Camel”. But I’ve decided to find myself and retire the blog.
This means I’m going to post a bit more here and a bit differently. Not sure I will like it, but you never know…
September 9, 2009
I don’t know if it’s age or pressure but Dory reminds me of myself. I just wish I could swim out of my memory losses with the same cheerfulness.
September 8, 2009
So, my oldest son says that one of the reasons I am experiencing such a depression is that I left the situation at my home (went to Italy for two weeks) and was totally out from under the pressure of it then when I walked back in, I realized that everything was way worse than I had led myself to believe. He thinks that walking back into it has made me face the full force of everything that has actually been going on here, and how I really haven’t been handling it all along.
He may be right.
I feel grounded, with no possibility of flight.
July 30, 2009
He looks just like his Dad…
July 23, 2009
Yeah, Leonardo saw it coming – a person’s height is equal to their ability to remain unshaken during their inevitable frisking at Italian airports. Yep, I was frisked.
I arrived back in Chicago about 3:30 pm yesterday afternoon after a ten hour flight. It took awhile to get through baggage claim, customs and all the passport checks. Then a five hour ride home… I have serious jet lag.
