Welcome to a new feature where I showcase a blogger every month!
It’s super cool and totally unoriginal!
Plus, Elyse really is the cat’s meow–you’ll love her, her writing and her blog.
Oh and she has two Academy awards! Well, she had them in her possession for at least a full minute or two. And in my book, that counts.
BLOGGER OF THE MONTH: MARCH 2013
Blog Post: Hello World. Interestingly, it was about how they were going to change Medicare eligibility for folks over 55 – I was 6 months away and it seemed horribly unfair. That was close to two years ago and I was 54-1/2. Today I read that they’re talking about changing it for folks over 59. I am 56. Shit.
Kiss: Ricky after our first date to see The Sword and the Stone.
Ricky and I were 7 – he was the brother of my sister Beth’s date. His brother made him kiss me goodnight. We were both mortified.
Love: Eddie in 9th/10th grade. He had Type I diabetes (the only fight we had was when he wouldn’t eat the birthday cake I’d made for him. I was a dope and didn’t understand). I just Googled him. Sadly he died in 2006 from complications of his diabetes. I only just found out.
Childhood Memory: I can clearly recall standing in my crib, not feeling very well. My sisters in their beds across the room weren’t feeling very well either. My mother was leaning over me, changing my sheets and said “Leasie, you can’t throw up again. This is the last clean crib sheet.” Guess what happened next!
Moment I met my significant other: I wrote about meeting my husband in this post: A Love (?) Story
Time I did something really scary: I grew up next to the New York-New Haven Railroad. My brother and I used to wait for a train to round the bend about ½ mile away. Then we’d pull down our pants and hop across the tracks with our pants between our ankles and our knees. Thinking of it makes me shudder.
Time I felt ‘grown-up’: The first time I bought my own socks. Sometime around 1976, although I didn’t note the date. I should have. Nobody should have to spend their hard-earned money on socks.
Job I had:
Lobbyist responsible for getting Congress to designate 1985 as “The Oil Heat Centennial.” I wish I were making that up.
Thing I think God will say to me at the pearly gates: “Elyse, you won’t need any more stinkin’ poop jokes up here.”
Thing I cooked: Eggs over easy
Movie I saw: Lincoln (I don’t get out much)
Book I read: Ripple by Bloggin’ Buddy E.L. Farris of Running from Hell with El. It is fantastic.
Music I listened to: Linda Ronstadt’s “Don’t Cry Now” on the radio just as I got to work.
Reality TV show I watched: I don’t. Ever. I do read the “recraps” from Speaker7, though. I don’t understand the popularity of reality TV shows. I don’t understand why anyone would want to participate in one. I don’t understand what the world is coming to that this a major form of “entertainment.” Any one of us bloggers could come up with a creative idea for a TV show. Shoot me before you force me to watch a reality show, please.
Person I kissed: Cooper, my dog, this morning on my way out the door. Dogs are people too. And yes, my husband knows.
Time I cried: Wait you want the dark stuff, too? Just now, when I read that my very first real boyfriend (9th/10th grade) had died in 2006.
Time I laughed hysterically: When I saw the pictures on your “Very Bad Profile Pics” post. You are hilarious! [editor’s note: I really didn’t write this answer and no money changed hands, I swear.]
Embarrassing moment: Isn’t that what my blog is all about? [editor’s note: Why yes, it is.]
Good deed I did: Not running over that bicyclist last night who cut in front of me in traffic while dressed completely in black with no light and no reflective thingys on his bike. Really, I should have gunned it.
Indulgence: Milk Chocolate. Not the dark crap that is supposedly healthy.