by Heather Plett | Jun 7, 2005 | Uncategorized
My blogging energy is flagging, so I just resorted to responding to Gina’s “three things” tag.
3 names I go by:
Heather, Mom, Buddy
3 screen-names I’ve had:
maniju, hplauren, gypsywannabe
3 physical things I like about myself:
my hands, my ears, my feet (they’re nice and little and I can often find shoes in the bargain bin, ‘cause they don’t fit anyone else – unfortunately, they’re on their way to becoming my least favourite, ‘cause I’m getting old and now require custom orthotics)
3 physical things I dislike about myself:
my boobs are too big, my butt is too big, my nose is unattractive
3 parts of my heritage:
mennonite, farm-girl, Manitoban
3 things I am wearing right now:
my wedding ring, a “Make Poverty History” white band, my favourite underwear
3 favorite bands / musical artists:
U2, Jann Arden, Sarah McLachlan (ah, c’mon, can’t I say some more… The Waifs, Wailin’ Jennies, Sting… I could go on…)
3 favorite songs:
One Voice (Wailin’ Jennies), World’s on Fire (Sarah McLachlan), London Still (The Waifs)
3 things I want in a relationship:
respect, good conversations, humour
3 physical things about the preferred sex that appeal to me:
muscular legs, a good smile, eyes
3 of my favorite hobbies:
reading, writing, cycling
3 things I want to do really badly right now:
have a nap, have a hot bath, hide (can you tell I’m over-tired from having sick kids and too much work to do?)
3 things that scare me:
watching one of my children get ridiculed and knowing I can’t protect them, finding out I’m not as good at writing as I think I am, and one of my lifelong fears is getting buried alive (I read a story in the Reader’s Digest about that when I was a kid, and I’ve never quite let go of the fear)
3 of my everyday essentials:
my computer, hand lotion (‘cause my hands are ALWAYS dry), and these days, since my feet got old and wimpy, my custom orthotics for my shoes
3 careers you have considered or are considering:
writer, teacher, and this is what my grade 9 prediction was – a social worker living on a ranch (it also turns out that while I was persuing my seemingly useless BA, my mom was busy telling people I was studying social work. Turns out I’d be a lousy social worker, though 🙂
3 places you want to go on vacation:
ANYWHERE! but more specifically… Brazil, Thailand, Australia
3 kids’ names you like:
I could be boring and say Nicole, Julie, and Madeline (my kids’ names) but here are a few more… Natalie, Samuel, and… here’s one from my childhood – when I was a little girl, I always thought I’d have a daughter named Heidi
3 things you want to do before you die:
skydive (I think I might try on my 40th birthday – next year!), travel to at least 20 more countries, publish a book
3 ways I am stereotypically a boy:
I’m a lousy housekeeper, I hate the mall, I’d rather talk politics than fashion
3 ways I am stereotypically a chick:
I like to soak in a hot bath with candlelight and good music, sometimes I’d rather read a book than have sex (sorry Buddy), I worry about my kids fitting in at school
3 celeb crushes:
Liam Neeson, James Spader (something dangerous about him), Paul Newman (he may not be that hot anymore, but he’s just so noble and strong)
Anyone else want to play?
by Heather Plett | Jun 4, 2005 | Uncategorized
In case you’re not sick of Maddie stories yet, you can find one on Linda’s blog. Linda hung out with Maddie for awhile yesterday, and found it worth writing about. And while you’re there, stick around and meander through Linda’s posts – she’s a great writer and an interesting person. You’ll be glad you did.
They say it takes a village to raise a child. We’ve got a great “village” and we’re glad Linda’s a part of it 🙂 And, as you’ll see in Linda’s post, Uncle J-L’s got a unique and interesting role in that village too.
by Heather Plett | Jun 3, 2005 | Uncategorized
“Hello, my name is Heather, and I am a plant killer.” Now everybody chime in “Hello Heather.”
Is there a place for “plant killers” anonymous? I need to bare my soul. As much as it pains me to admit it, I have a black thumb. I am surrounded by green thumbs whom I love and admire – brother, sister, sisters-in-law, father-in-law, mother, co-workers, friends, blog friends, you name it – and yet, none of their abilities to charm the earth have rubbed off on me.
I love plants. I want to be surrounded by them. I couldn’t BARE to live in one of those housing developments which are devoid of green. Both houses we’ve bought have been surrounded by big, old lovely trees. Fortunately, I haven’t managed to kill the trees yet (except the one in front of our house is looking a little sickly and I fear it may have heard the rumours whispered by all the other plants and is cowering in fear of me).
Other than trees, plants enter my life, and before long, they give up theirs. I have taken possession of hundreds of plants in my lifetime, and as much as I vow to be kind to them, I kill them all. It doesn’t matter what it is – houseplant, garden plant, cactus, the plant that everyone says “there’s no WAY you can kill this one” – I have a remarkable ability to put an end to their green life on this earth. Perhaps that’s the REAL reason I like dandelions – because it’s the ONLY plant I can’t kill. You’ve gotta admire the pluckiness of a plant like THAT!
It really pains me to admit this, especially since most of the friends and family who read this blog are of the green thumb variety. I feel like there is a black mark on my personality. I even wondered about the wisdom of having children – if I can’t keep a PLANT alive, should I really take the risk of letting children enter my death-trap?
Oh, I suppose this is my cross to bear. All you plant lovers out there – please forgive me. It’s not for lack of love that these plants died. I really DO care for them – that’s the reason I stopped bringing them into my house or yard. I want them to LIVE and flourish and there seems to be little hope of that if I bring them home.
And so, I humbly acknowledge my weakness and say simply that I am forever grateful to those of you who CAN keep plants alive, because then I can at least enjoy them from a distance – on YOUR yards or in YOUR homes rather than mine.
(And if anyone out there in blogland is wondering, yes I DID manage to bring home 3 lovely daughters and have kept them all alive and healthy! So it seems my black thumb only relates to plants and not children. Whew!)
by Heather Plett | Jun 2, 2005 | Uncategorized
Really, wouldn’t YOU be honoured too if you got this personalized letter from the PREMIER OF ALBERTA inviting you to visit his province? Gosh, I just don’t know what to say! Ralph wants ME! I’m flabbergasted! Do you think he’d take me out for a night on the town with his beer drinking buddies? Just think – he could talk politics with Marcel and we could ask him why his neck is so red! Or maybe, instead of just sending me letters on pretty stationary, he could share some of his oil wealth.
B&S – thanks alot for whatever you signed us up for. Sure do appreciate the 2 for 1 coupon for…(drum roll please)… a museum! Makes it worth a trip to Alberta, just for that!
