You've inherited a massive, very old turtle (or is it a tortoise?) from Great Uncle Irwin. He was always a little... off. So, do you start looking at recipes for turtle soup? What else can you do with a huge lettuce eating machine?
From Blog Talkers: Heart. What is close to your heart? Does heart disease run in your family? Would you say your heart is in good shape? Would you ever consider donating your heart after passing away? Why or why not?
I'm keeping my heart packed away in tin foil. It's been battered, bruised and broken enough for awhile. Not that I'm closed off entirely but I'm worn out from trying to be as giving and open as I used to be. A heart needs a few calluses if it's going to survive.
I would not donate anything if I passed away. I believe in reincarnation as a recycling process and all of us will be just a body (meat) when we die. Souls or whatever that element is, get passed along to become something else. But, still, I have the feeling that what was me on the outside should stay that way. Worms can feast on my remains but it just seems strange for someone else to be wearing my heart, my eyes, etc. Not a selfish thing just seems that something of me should be left private, not given away to someone else. I would feel very weird about having someone else's heart. I think I would rather not do that at all.
Have you ever looked at your hand and felt it was not really your hand? I have. It was extremely eerie. Suddenly I couldn't trust my own hand and it felt detached from the rest of me.
Write a complaint about something that's really bugging you (mosquitos, taxes, cold weather...?) but write it in 25 words exactly, not one word more or one word less than 25.
You're on a big ship which (unfortunately) sinks to the bottom of the ocean, in one of those really deep parts. No chance you will ever be seen again by anyone above sea level. On the good side, it's not the end for you, merely the beginning of life as an ocean dweller. You, fall (literally) upon the lost city of Atlantis. They pull you in, saving your life in assorted ways, one big one being drowning and being crushed under the weight of all that water as you sink so deep under it. You grow gills, swim around like a humanoid fish creature and get to start your life over again, in a fishy way. What would you do in this new world? How does your life go on from here?
Thursday Thirteen: 13 Things I Would have Liked for Valentines Day
An actual real Valentine man, a My Funny Valentine kind of guy would be just fine.
A pretty locket.
A weekend at a bed and breakfast with my Funny Valentine.
A box (not massive) of Valentine chocolates, really good ones.
Cheesecake, really good ice cream and/ or very fresh fruit salad. (It's not all chocolate!)
A Valentine card, something really pink and flowery.
Valentine lingerie for more than full figure type. Something long and luxurious rather than skimpy.
A gift basket full of good things: chocolates, really nice smelling shampoo and soap, etc.
A car. Not that I actually expect to get something so expensive but lets just put it out there, just cause you never know...
A day out for fancy coffee, shopping at the bookstore, and a chick flick.
An evening of my Funny Valentine cooking dinner, cleaning it up and making a really good coffee for late night conversation.
Flowers, tulips would be nice or something fancier. Something with roots that can be planted in the garden this Spring would be great too.
Sex. Not average, man in charge sex, something a lot more fun for me.