December 6: Trying Not to Eat My Words

December 6 Reverb Broads Prompt: List 10 things you would never do. 

Courtesy of the lovely Katrina of katrinatripled.blogspot.com.

 

 

But "never" is so certain and final. So I'm going to go with, "to the very best of my ability and with all good intentions I plan to:"

1. Never get rid of Monk Monk, the slightly matted, well-loved 3 foot tall blonde stuffed monkey that my Uncle Herb gave me for Christmas in 1977. He keeps me young, and cozy when Joe is out of town.

2. Never eat liver and onions cooked by my mother, and probably not cooked by anyone else. This is the only meal I can remember deploring as a child. I can still smell it grilling in our kitchen and dreading dinner, slimy liver covered in all those brown stringy onions. Ahck. 

3. Never get a perm again. I desperately wanted Jennifer Grey's hair from Dirty Dancing. I did not receive it. Instead I received a triangle head in 1991. (I probably should add I will never wear eyeliner only on the bottom of my eyelid, but that could come back into fashion at any moment.)

4. Never like the words: salve, moist, ointment or engorged.


5. Never not miss my grandmother and wish we could play another game of Farkle. (Strange dice game that she was obsessed with when she was receiving treatment for lung cancer. I haven't played it since she died. It was her game.)

6. Never collect Precious Moments or Hummels or those Willow Tree angels. But creepy African nail figures and masks, yes.

7. Never will I stop loving the movie Amelie. It makes me happy to my core. And I will also never be able to watch Steel Magnolias or Beaches without crying like an infant.

8. Never buy any of the Left Behind series of books. I will never watch the Kirk Cameron movie version either, unless we are doing a drunken MST3K type of viewing party.


9. Never live my life without an abundance of excellent books and music.

10. Never miss out on the chance to spend time with my girlfriends. They are as important to me as my family. They are my family too.

Bonus item discovered today: I will never be afraid to wear purple tights again, they make me feel all awesome. (Until this year I was a black or brown only type of tights girl. Now I'm all purple or argyle or whatever, it's kraazy, as Ron Swanson would say.)

"Eating words has never given me indigestion."

Winston Churchill