You can probably tell I sort of like this meme thing. Not that this whole blog thing isn’t one big meme to start with or at least for me it was. But Memes are good when a topic isn’t immediately at hand (or maybe one is brewing but I’m not quite ready to share).
I started with the letter ”G” then I moved 16 spaces to the right to letter “W”. So its been some time, but Hallie gave me the letter “H” a while back. From W, you move 3 spaces to the right and start over again, slide 6 more spaces, skip over G (since I’ve already had that letter) and end up on the letter “H”. Now that we’ve taken a ride around the alphabet and found a place to land, here are 10 things about me starting with the letter “H”.
1. Hallie – A new friend and a kindred soul in many ways. Someone I admire and look up to and can only hope that I can give her the support that she gives me on the tough days. I am honored to call her my friend and owe her more than one Oatmeal Cookie Martini!
2. Horoscope - I get it every morning via text message and email. Most days its pretty on target (which is in itself scary). Some days its immediately evident, others may take some time to understand. Serves as a indicator to the day – some times that can be good, other times its a warning. Either way, I feel a bit more prepared for what each has in store.
3. Hawaii - Life list item from 2004. Amazing, Beautiful, Relaxing. Its nature at its point of creation – watching the lava flow at sunset is undescribably exhilarating and awe inspiring. Pineapple wine from Tedeshi and Maui Vineyards, Kona coffee (just breath deep), the Hana Hawaii, swimming with the Dolphins, white sands of Wikiki and an authentic luau. It puts a smile on my face to think about it and leaves me aching to go back. Aloha and Mahalo Hawaii.
4. High Heels - Love them! Have a ton of them. Wish I could wear them more. BUT I have a thing about them… if you are just going to clod around in them, please don’t wear them. There is, in my opinion, a way to walk in them. It can be purposeful. It can be fun and flirty. It is, hopefully, sexy. No matter the “leg”, they are feminine (or should be). They are NOT stilletto versions of iron toed boots. Please don’t clomp in them as if they are cinder blocks attached to your feet. Heel toe, heel toe regular strides nothing too long or too fast. Stand tall, feel good. High Heels, yeah they’re a favorite H!
5. Headaches – The bain of my existence. Gram and Mom both have them – migraines that is. Got my first memorable one the January after Dad died. The diagnosis, post traumatic stress – can you believe it. Honestly, had only heard of that with really BIG disasters and soldiers. If you’ve have them, I’m sorry. If you’ve never had them, count yourself very lucky. Its a jackhammer going off in your brain. Light and sound that hurt even with your head under the pillow in a quiet, darkened room. Tunnel vision, nausea and just downright misery. I hate them and pray every day NOT to get one.
6. Howdy Dowdy – Reminds me of my brother. We always called him this when he was little. Looked a lot like him. Red hair, freckles. I even have the theme song as Steven’s personal ring tone on my phone. Do you remember Clarabel the cow?
7. Hel-Cat - A place I spent many years and met some amzaing people. The place I first learned how to catch a blue fish and a place I have very fond memories of. The incredible sunrises over the waters of Long Island Sound, the smiles of kids young and old as they catch “the big one”, fireworks cruises, fish nuggets, and most importantly, great laughs and smiles with family and friends. Dad loved it too.
8. Help – Its two-fold. First, its something I have A LOT of trouble asking for, even in the most dire of circumstances. I have to be independant and asking for this “H” means I am not. It means I rely on someone besides myself and that usually sets me up for disappointment. It goes back to being told I was too needy and that was very hurtful. So asking for help equals being needy. I won’t have anyone say that to me ever again. Asking for Help = Being Needy = Being a Burden. I won’t be either of those things to anyone. Second, its what I hope I can give to anyone who asks – whenever, wherever, whatever you need. Please don’t question your asking, know I will never judge you in any way. I am always here.
9. Honesty – Its Rule 1. Its hard (there’s another H) but its important. If what you say is honest, not cruel or malicious, then people cannot (or should not) judge or be angry. Honesty is how you feel. Its who you are and you should not be ashamed of it. (This is something I am working on. Not the honesty part have always done that, but the not being afriad of what people think of me for it.)
10. Hummus – Just YUMMY! (Except when Sue put too much lemon in 
Probably one of my favorite ‘foods’ (Is hummus a food? or a dip?) Works as a dip and a condiment. Mmmmmmmmmmm
BONUS: Hope - I struggle to have it. I probably want to believe in it so much I see it in places I shouldn’t. That in turn, leads me to be disappointed more often than not. Vicious circle I know, but its Rule 1 (or in this post #9). I’m searching and maybe in my questioning what I am really looking to find is Hope. Hope for today, hope for tomorrow, hope for what the future holds.
There you have it… Ten things (ok eleven) about me that start with the letter H.
Anyone else care to choose the next letter? (Done: G, W and now H)
Well, if Hallie can give you H, can I give you M? Good stuff here. As always. To use an H, it’s your honesty that makes this blog so good.