What is your favorite cheese? That is the first question in this week’s Share Your World Challenge, run by Cee Neuner.
My reply: Gouda Cheese. I love it on biscuits with butter and pickles. Yummy!
My reply: Very right handed. My left hand is purely there for backup!
My reply: My mind. I love mental challenges and learning things, and I do it all the time. I do take a good walk at least once a day, but I don’t exercise physically as much as I should. I’m too busy exercising my mind. 🙂
My reply: the main topic of my dreams right now as we are currently surrounded by snow on the mountain peaks. However, when the hot days return, I will be hoping for a low humidity. Here in Port Elizabeth on the coast line of South Africa we get extreme humidity along with the heat and that is so draining.
My reply: Last Saturday I was very grateful for a roof over my head to keep out the beautiful soaking rain that fell, strong walls to keep the howling gales at bay, and warm clothes to protect me from the icy temperatures blowing off the snow-covered mountains. So many in our country lack all three of these.
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I am looking forward to receiving a whole bunch of unbranded cutting dies from China this week. I’ve finally plucked up courage to notify sellers of a number of dies that are overdue. So I see it as inevitable that they will now arrive in my post box!
What was the best thing that happened for you last week? I’d love to hear from you. Please add your comment below.
How do you like to spend a rainy day? That is the first question in this week’s Share Your World Challenge, run by Cee Neuner.
I would just love to have this problem! I live in the drought-ravished Nelson Mandela Bay in the Western Cape province of South Africa. We were recently declared a disaster area, and no—it had nothing to do with politics.
When we do have a rainy day (I live by faith!) I will probably spend it following my usual program of writing on my computer, but with regular thrilled looks out the window to enjoy the sight of my long-suffering garden receiving a long-needed drink of clean water! (At the moment the plants have to exist on irregular drinks of soapy water collected in buckets from the occasional washing machine load.) We cannot use the machine often, as we have a limit of 60 liters of water a day per person. That doesn’t even allow for a daily shower!
Each Monday, I’m posting on my blog about a phrase or common saying, what they mean and how they came about.
I’m working through the alphabet and choosing one saying for each letter.
Have you ever watched a show on TV and heard someone describe it as a “damp squib?”
I’m working on writing an eBook which is taking way too long because I over-committed my time. I’m writing a series of eBooks which I intend converting to print after the current one is over. They are based on Bible women who are “hidden in the shadow” of someone or something else.
“A Georgia woman who had disappeared a few days before her wedding turned up last weekend in New Mexico; she first told police she had been abducted, but in the end she confessed to having had cold feet.
Follow-up stories have quoted psychologists who guess “there’s more going on here than just cold feet” and wedding planners who say that brides-to-be get cold feet all the time. Where did this phrase come from?”
Today I’m bringing you an interview with Nicholas Gallagher, the fictional protagonist in Sean Young’s To Fear the Dawn.
Each Monday, I’m posting on my blog about a phrase or common saying, what they mean and how they came about Sometimes there will be only one saying, while other times there may be more. I won’t in any way cover all the possibilities as I’d like to complete the series in this lifetime. But it should be fun. Join me?
I intend working through the alphabet, so sign up at the end of the post so you don’t forget to visit me each Monday and perhaps participate by adding suggestions.
So today we look at B.
B is for Bite the Bullet, and Bring Home the Bacon.