March 21, 2008

Tag

A riff on a tag of someone else’s declarative statements. Okay. Here goes:
1. I am a lip balm addict.
Yes, I am. And I am not ashamed. To be specific, I am a Burt’s Bees Beeswax Lip Balm addict. (The stick version. Those of you using your fingers to stick into miniature jars of goo to apply said balm have cooties. Yes you do. Do too.) My frequent balming led one friend to comment that the applying of lip balm only causes your lips to create less moisture which in turn leads to the use of more lip balm. I explained to her that was fine by me because I have more lip balm at home and clearly, then, lip balm is one of the things that separates us from the monkeys.

2. I can walk pretty fast in high heels.
It depends on what part of the day you catch me. I don’t wear heels too often so there is always a wobbly readjustment period in the early morning. Mid-morning, afternoonish I can zip around pretty well. By the end of the day the stupid things start to hurt, I slow down a bit, and I remember why I don’t wear them that often. Of course, if you catch me at night whilst drinking and dancing in a swanky establishment, well then, I’m a movie star and will feel no pain till tomorrow afternoon.

3. I love broccoli.
When I was little, my grandmother got me to eat broccoli by telling me that they were miniature trees. To this day, while dining on that divine little vegetable, my inner Godzilla roars at the unhappy picnickers of Central Park as I devour their shade givers and plan to schmorgesborg my way to the subway.

4. My current favorite movie is A Star is Born.
Uhg! Remade overly dramatic contrived 70’s fondue cheesey cheese, uhg! Love is an easy chair, ugh ugh! (I must digress to comment, though, that Kris Kristofferson has one of those gravelly whisky cowboy voices that all women born in Texas must occasionally fall prey too.) If you must go with retro Barbra Streisand (why? why?) at least go with What’s Up, Doc? It’s worth a viewing just for the scene where everyone tells Ryan O’Neal he’s upside down. Plus, anything with Madeline Khan…
My current favorite movie is Chocolat, which I recently rediscovered thanks to the movie channel. It’s really a love story between a mother and daughter, but there ain’t nothin’ wrong with the Johnny Depp interludes. Best line from the movie, it always gets me: “Why can’t you wear black shoes like the other mothers!?”

5. I really missed seeing the Oscars this year.
Me too! The show occurred during my enforced television hiatus. (See “Moved” for all the sad sad details.) Seeing the dresses later in a magazine just wasn’t the same. Sigh. Poor poor me.

6. I love making (and eating) good American pancakes.
I love my Mom making and then me eating German-style waffles. Cue, “Nobody Does It Better.”

7. I have a dozen scarves.
No, but I wish I did. I have lusted in my heart over other women’s scarves. I wear my two with quite élan, but think what I could do with a dozen! Sigh. Poor poor me.

4 comments:

murat11 said...

Oh, goodie: you played! Thank you so much for your dead-on take down of A Star Is Born Remixed. Imagine my fury after waiting in line at the old Wonderland Mall theater for about an hour to sit through that Velveeta.

My favorite Kristofferson story was being so stoned out of my gourd (okay, yes I inhaled!) on my way to North Star Mall to see him and Sarah Miles in "The Sailor Who Fell From Grace With the Sea." Okay, kids, this is why we do not enhance our lives like we did in the last century: I was so bonked that I obsessed the whole way over about how I was going to say "One ticket for The Sailor Who Fell From Grace With the Sea" in my, ahem, condition. I think I finally settled on "One for Sailor," but without considerable perturbation in the process.

Chocolat is the perfect current favorite movie in so many ways: I think I'll make it my current favorite, too. Where was THAT title 30 years ago?

jsd said...

Why I had know idea you wore heels.

Hmmm, trees a very accurate description of what broccoli tastes like uncooked.

San said...

So I have cooties. It's a sign of character, for cryin' out loud. At least I don't pretend I'm eating Central Park. That is SO unhygienic.

Chocolate--fabulous movie! I'd offer you one of my scarves, but you wouldn't want to get my cooties.

Anne said...

My inner Godzilla sneezes in the general direction of your cooties. (But will accepte scarves, tainted or otherwise.)
:-d