Friday Five – Bet You Didn’t Know…

January 16, 2015 Off By Lisa

I’ve been cooking up a few new ideas for the blog.

Now that we’re into the new year, I’m hoping to start incorporating them. Don’t expect a monster blog reveal or a big announcement about stuff. I’m just going to start sliding them in and see how things go. So if you like something, let me know? And if not, well, I guess you should tell me that, too.

For starters, I’m going to return (sort of) to the Friday Favorites I used to do. But not exactly. I’m going to do some kind of Friday Five (I know, how original) but it might be five good recipe links, or five random facts, five good books, or five things I lost at some point that week. I’m going to see how it works.

This week, let’s start with five things about me that you probably didn’t know…

I don’t like ice cream. Seriously. I never really have. I think I’ve gone through periods where I do kind of enjoy it, but then I remember that I don’t find it all that interesting. If I do eat it? Vanilla.

Ice cream edited

Aside from a brief affair with red hair in my 20s because I thought it looked cool, I have yet to color my hair. The few grays I do own grow in a kicky little stripe above my left eye. Kind of like that woman on What Not to Wear – Stacy London? I look just like her, really.

Anyway, when I went from the red back to my natural color (via dye, not the growing out process), my Grandmother, always the truthsayer, said to me, “I like this shade so much better than your natural red color.”

Weird Face

I love hot and sour soup. I do. The best hot and sour soup I ever had came from a Chinese restaurant that closed years ago. Not cool. Second best hot and sour soup that I found to replace the best? Came from a Chinese restaurant that also closed. Since then, I have been on an exhausting quest to find great hot and sour soup. I have found some that are acceptable. I have found some that are awful. None compare to those two places. So I gave up and started making my own. I have a great recipe, which I will share with you soon.

When I was a teenager, I absolutely loved horror movies. My high school BFF and I would see everything that even resembled horror. We loved them. I also loved a good horror novel. Ann Rice’s Mayfair Witches trilogy was one of my favorites. And then, all of a sudden, one day I could not do the horror thing any more. I’m pretty sure it’s because I finally saw The Exorcist and that shit was just too real for my blood. So now I can’t watch anything even remotely horror-ish unless it’s so ridiculous it’s laughable. Like the one where the roller coasters kill people or something. Silly. But make no mistake – it will be a long time before I will even entertain the thought of letting Zilla ride one. Just saying.

I have been able to hear trains from the open window of every place I’ve ever lived. It’s never been intentional but I think it’s pretty cool. I love the sound of trains and it’s kind of in my blood – my Father and his Father both were pretty avid train collectors. My Grandfather on my Mom’s side also enjoyed trains, especially under the tree at Christmastime. With three cats and a townhouse with relatively limited floor space, that is not happening here. I’ll just zoom these little guys around and see how the Rotten Cats feel about it.20150115_222438[1]

Your turn: While I’m chasing the cats around with little Thomas the Tank Engine dudes, share some lesser known facts of your own. What are some things we probably don’t know about you?