I’m not sure when this began. It’s just another one of my idiosyncrasies, like always saying “Kyrie Eleison” [Greek: “Lord, have mercy”] on the third recitation in Mass.
Or singing a particular song when ordering from a specific fast food place.
In any case, there are three things that I can’t leave the house without, and it isn’t what you think.
1. Wedding ring
2. Earrings
3. Mascara
Before I got married there were only two items, of course. And my husband despairs that I never worry too much about having my phone nearby. (It is often in another room, and I have to run to that room to answer it.)
Still, I always have these three things on when I leave the house or intend to be seen by someone. If I don’t have one of things, I have a feeling of incompleteness. Now, that doesn’t mean I can’t tackle tasks or go on with my day, but I just feel, well, not at my best.
This means I typically keep a spare pair of earrings and a second tube of mascara in my purse, just in case.
So if you ever see me without these three things, you can bet I wasn’t planning on leaving the house, because I would rather go out with freshly washed, wet hair than not have my fair eyelashes tinted.
Or I was running really late, because I am perpetually running late. Another reason I keep back-ups in my purse.
For anyone who knows me my love of football is well understood. After the Super Bowl the only fix I can get is reruns of games, the NFL draft and combine coverage, and one of my favorites, the local Spring game.
For about seven or eight years I’ve been present for the MTSU Blue and White game. Not only does this give us fans a look at what to expect for the upcoming season, but it is all in good fun.
April 18 marked this year’s MTSU Spring game. The day includes a yard sale so fans can purchase team memorabilia and university gear as well as the actual football game. [I borrowed a great photo from Coach Stockstill because mine were just not close enough to the action!]
Blue Raider players are split into opposing teams, either upper and lower classmen, defense versus offense, or even playground style with captains selecting their own teams. The winning team gets to eat shrimp and steak while the defeated teammates dine on burgers and hotdogs.
This year the teams were simply offense versus defense. We saw some great passes from the blossoming QBs and nice picks from our defense as well.
While it isn’t exactly the same atmosphere as conference play or trying to tackle a real scheduled opponent, it does give me a little break from my routine and allow me to cheer to my heart’s content. And for anyone who does know me, and my love of football, you know I tend to get a bit loud and demonstrative when cheering on my alma mater.
After spending my evening cleaning I was going through my nightly routine to prep for bed with Jimmy Kimmel LIVE! on for background noise.
This is not typically what I would watch at night, but for some reason I did. It must have been divine intervention to lead me to enjoy the hilarity of what happened.
Kimmel had Wiz Khalifa sing “Black and Yellow” for a Sign Language Rap Battle. Yes, seriously. Three young ladies were challenged to sign while the rapper sang his lyrics, each taking turns.
Check it out.
So, why is this even a thing? I’m not sure where the concept came from, but I think it is very interesting. I mean, the few hearing disabled or impaired people I know tend to enjoy hip hop music because they can feel the beats even if they can’t hear the entire complexity of the song.
Why not have a display of people signing the lyrics for them to enjoy another aspect of the song. Okay, sure, they could read the lyrics on a subtitled video. Maybe no one else feels this way, and that’s alright.
I appreciated the challenge as it called to mind learning American sign language as a girl. Of course, we learned hymns and Girl Scout songs mostly, but hey, it still counts, right?
Sometimes it starts as a quick view of popular posts and other times it begins as a search for something in particular. Then, BAM! It’s been two hours and I’ve pinned 37 pins of cake decorations, motivational quotes, barbecue chicken recipes and how to clean grout with baking soda — and there is no grout in my apartment.
Perhaps it’s the visual stimulation of photo after photo. Or it could be the wealth of information at a lifelong scholar’s fingertips. Maybe it is the rush of possessing ALL the pins and hoarding them all in my own private cache of boards.
I have 26 personal boards that contain more than 6,500 pins and more than 1,000 more “likes” saved. And before you ask, yes, I review them regularly to make sure there are no duplicates, plan meals or craft projects or pick out outfits or new hairstyles.
But I have to temper when I click on my little red-and-white P icon, which is located in a primo spot to be easily selected with my thumb on the main page of my smartphone. I can’t just check my notifications, or look for the copycat recipe for Jim N Nick’s cheddar biscuits, oh, no, because I suddenly find a new orange (the fruit, not the color) wreath that would be a great summer hostess gift. That leads me to interesting ways to wrap gifts, ways to make hair bows, and now I’m planning a nursery for a daughter I’m nowhere near having.
Still, I can admit my obsession, and that is the first step in recovery, right? Maybe I should search for it on Pinterest.
I’m not sure when this began. It’s just another one of my idiosyncrasies, like always saying “Kyrie Eleison” [Greek: “Lord, have mercy”] on the third recitation in Mass.
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