journaling prompt #3

Did you have a nickname as a child? What were your other family members' nicknames?

Everyone called me Leash, like as in dog leash. I particularly remember Jenn calling me by this nickname. Occasionally, I was referred to as Licia. Other notable nicknames that I recall for family members include Jenn, Big J, and Little J. Perhaps there were other ones, and I just don't recall them. I don't remember us being really big on using nicknames like our cousins usually were. Remember Care Bear, Shelle Pie, and Lolly? In college, friends and roommates referred to me as Schmidt, and later after I married David and worked in the schools, many people simply referred to me as Vawdrey. In fact, this name was so commonly used that some people thought it was actually my first name. I have always been hesitant to use nicknames for friends and other people around me although I am unsure why this is. I usually stick with the name they are introduced to me by with a few exceptions. Even when I have known them for years. For example, one of my closest friends, Kristin, is called Kris by many people. I have never been able to call her this. To me, she will always be Kristin. When it comes to my own kids, however, they have loads of nicknames that I use: Zachie, Zachers, Zacharoni, Z-man, Big Guy, Dude, Stinker, Little Pill, Sis, Sarah Bug, etc.

journaling prompt #2

What is your favorite season and why?

I confess that I couldn't pick just one and have to go with two seasons. I truly enjoy spring and fall so much more than the other seasons. Just when you think you can't stand winter for another minute, spring arrives in all of it's glory. The crocuses and daffodils and other bulbs peek out of the ground and bring hope that there are warm days to come. The sun starts to shine just a little bit brighter. I love when the trees begin to bud It's amazing how one day the branches appear stick-like and the next they are spilling forth with a bright captivating green. You vow to watch and discover as the spring unfolds, and yet you find yourself wondering how it could have sprung overnight while you were sleeping, causing you to miss the moment of rebirth. Before you know it the branches are filled with mesmerizing blossoms, and you think you could positively eat them up. The grass slowly greens and you find yourself wanting to be outside every moment lest you miss something that nature has to share. The birds are gloriously arrayed and singing all the day. The world, it seems, begins to awake, and you find that you have survived yet another cold and dreary winter. The days are warmer, and you can venture outside in only a jacket or (gasp!) even without one. Spring in the city is a beautiful sight. There's nothing quite like the awakening of spring.

Likewise, I also love the fall. The days are warm and pleasant, and the evenings are just a touch cooler inviting you to pull on a cozy sweater or warm up under a blanket. The colors of the leaves are breathtaking, and the whole world seems to hold still as they float lazily down from the trees to blanket the ground with their gloriousness. Fall is a season of hearty breads and soups and stews. It's the season of welcoming out your sweaters while still wearing flip flops during the day. It's a season of waking up to crisp mornings and crunching the leaves under your feet. It's piles of leaves and pumpkins. It's the start of hot chocolate and apple cider and feeling comfortable again just when you thought you might melt from the relentless heat of summer. It's a season of beautiful glowing sunsets and dusks that seem to go on forever. There's just something about autumn that gets me every year.

One Eleven Eleven - 1/11/11

Every year has its special numerical days. This year the top one will be 11/11/11. Although that is ten months away, other significant dates should be noted, such as today 1-11-11.

Why not do 'One' thing eleven times today or '11' things once. There is no limit to what one can come up with or create. You could even read the book 'Eleven' by David Llewellyn or listen to the rock group from LA by the same name.

My grandmother, Grace Clarkson Park was born 03-03-03. I knew a gal, LeAna Olsen, born on 5-5-55. We encouraged Alicia to marry on 9-9-99, but she refused. It is my guess anyone tied to a significant date, that it would be their favorite number, as well.

10-10-10 was a few months ago, but totally slipped by me because I was vacationing. Why not prepare all year long for the big one. It's not too late to have a baby on that day, you know.

Brayle, our grand daughter's age 11, corresponds with the year. Perhaps you are one of the lucky ones to boast a significant date on one of your certificates (birth, marriage or graduation). Tell us about it.