Sticks and Stones: The Weekly Hodgepodge

Want to join the party?  Go on over to From This Side of the Pond  for the Hodgepodge questions.

What is something you'll never forget about the age you are right now?

I don't think I'll ever forget how terribly lonely this age is.  For me, it's almost like being a teenager all over again;  all my peers advancing and going on with greatness and me working hard and hoping for the best, but seeming to be sitting still getting more and more behind every day.  I don't think there's going to be another marching band rescue this time.

What's a household chore you've never done? How have you managed that???

I don't know of any cleaning chore that I've never done.  I've either done them in my own living quarters or for someone else.

Does nature shape our personalities more than nurture? Explain?

It depends.  A person who grows up in a more nurtured environment will be shaped by that experience.  Those of us who weren't so nurtured have to be influenced by nature.  We sometimes have to be mentored by an outside source to fill the gaps in our lives.  It's up to us to be sure to choose good role models to follow.

Friday (February 28th) is 'Something on a Stick Day'...funny because Zoanna over at A Penchant for Pens recently sent me an idea for a question relating to this topic. What's your favorite food eaten on a stick?

Dum-Dum suckers.  Butterscotch is my favorite flavor. 

Which of your five senses do you treasure most, and why?

I treasure them all, but I guess touch would be my most treasured sense.  I'm a very tactile person and like to work with my hands.  There's ways of adapting to not being able to see or hear well, but there's no substitute for touch.

What's the best music, theatre, or sporting venue you've been to? What made it great?

I've not yet been to any fancy venues for any of that.  But, I did go to the Alabama Shakespeare Festival when I was a senior in high school.  We saw the play Macbeth.  It was great!  I also played in an exhibition in Ft. Walton Beach, Florida with the Marching Southerners my freshman year of college.  A stadium full of people who actually understand and appreciate marching band is priceless.

It's the last week of the month...in five words or less bid adieu to your February.

Good riddance!

Insert your own random thought here.

Still plugging away.  Still hoping for the best.  Still horrified at my terrible example.