What aspects of your cultural heritage are you most proud of or interested in? My dad is into genealogy, so I know a LOT about my lineage. Interesting stories, mostly, and all the famous people that all of everyone is also related to. His work has opened my eyes to how connected we actually are. … Continue reading Which part? →

What could you do more of? Sleep. Always sleep.

What's the best piece of advice you've ever received? I have two. One that I never share (okay, once I did), and one that I don’t like that isn’t really advice but a fact. Oh, and a third that I do like. 1) The one I never share that is golden: Bad teachers don’t know … Continue reading devour thrice; three times devour →

What things give you energy? Iced green tea from Starbucks. Joy Jumping out of airplanes Protein Lifting weights Certain people A good day Mitochondria 80s pop … (and JT, shhh)

Share a lesson you wish you had learned earlier in life. I have to learn everything the hard way. There wasn’t room for all the stuff I wish I knew before adulthood (or 50).

Do you see yourself as a leader? This is such a serious prompt, but I’m inclined to answer because I feel like writing. I do not, nor have I ever seen myself as a leader. I certainly never wanted to be one. I’ve always fancied myself a fly on the wall. But then I step … Continue reading am not…are too… →

What's your favorite word? Kerfuffle instantly came to mind, which is odd since I neither use the word nor ever think of using it. When I was young, I liked the way the word “Ledbetter” sounds. It’s not really a word but a name, except it is the name of a street, which is where … Continue reading All the words. I hoard them like a troll. →

What are you doing this evening? Tonight I am eating leftover cake, which i bought on the way home from work yesterday after a particularly difficult day. Yesterday’s cake was medicine. Today’s leftovers are simple joy. Today was good.

Why do you blog? Oh, well, I used to have the urge to write. Something in my core burned red-hot for it, but I seldom feel that way anymore. I like the community, though this go-round I haven’t connected with anyone. Just as well. I don’t write often enough to maintain that sort of thing. … Continue reading Why, indeed? →

Interview someone — a friend, another blogger, your mother, the mailman — and write a post based on their responses. She sauntered into the room as though she owned the place. In truth, she owned every room she entered. Her presence commanded attention. At this moment, I had the honor of sharing her space. She … Continue reading A Visit With Her Majesty →