Hey! It's a timely version of Friday's Feast
(New Blogger Edition...Thank God THAT worked!)
Appetizer: If you could take lessons to learn any musical instrument, which would you want to learn?
Already accomplished: Piano, viola, violin, trombone, recorders of several varieties, kazoo, slide whistle, ocarina, dulcimer (not very good at), organ (if playing minimal feet counts). It seems I'm fairly lacking in the woodwind family, so maybe I'd like to learn flute (dizzy!), oboe (honky!) and bassoon (grandfathery!). That, and harp. And accordion. HA!
Soup: Have you ever mistaken a person for someone else?
I am the world's worst with people and names, so I try very hard to keep things very generic if I'm not sure. Still, I manage to get them wrong with alarming frequency.
Salad: On a scale of 1 to 10 with 10 being highest, how well do you keep secrets?
I can't tell you because you know...it's a secret.
Main Course: What's the closest you've ever been to a dangerous animal?
Please. I live with a 12-year old. It doesn't get any closer than that. However, if you mean non-human (and sometimes she falls squarely in that category as well), the closest I have been to a dangerous animal would be a couple of feet between me and a bear. My protection? A pup tent. Needless to say, once the bear was spotted, our entire family had the distinct displeasure of sleeping in the car all night. In the morning we got to play cleanup, as the bears opened the coolers and ate all the food and drank all the beer. No kidding. The only thing they left? Pickles and mayonnaise.
Dessert: When was the last time you lost your patience?
Please see above: I live with a 12-year old. Between TinyTuna, work and teaching, my patience has pretty much decided to take an extended sabbatical. I assume it's living the high life and enjoying fruity drinks with umbrellas somewhere warm. There's probably a bear or two there as well.