January 28, 2005

An interesting assignment with the Girl Child

Last night, I sat with the Girl Child and worked on an assignment from Nursery School. At school, they are doing a lesson that involves, broadly, learning how to not judge a book by its cover or a person by their appearance. I had to talk to her about what people would not be able to tell about her just based on her appearance (which is pretty darn cute, if I do say so myself).

Her answers were:

*Polite and playful
*Norsk (that's Norwegian, in Norwegian)
*"Sharebul" (her invention meaning sharing and friendly, she explained)
*loves to cuddle with her brother
*likes to run around the dining room table
*loves to dance ("make sure you write that one down, Pappa, ok?")
*loves all her friends in her class
*loves to swim and play in the pool and go underwater
*loves to eat ice cream cake
*thirsty all the time (I don't think this one is true, really, but whatever)
*loves to read and play with her doctor kit
*likes to play on the piano and loves music

It got me thinking, after she went to sleep. I wonder what kind of image I project by my appearance. I know someone once asked me, as I was on the subway going down to court, if I was a lawyer so maybe I project that vibe. I know that you will make certain assumptions automatically about a person based on certain socio-economic status clues that the subject gives off, but that won't tell you about the important things like ice cream cake.

So what is it about me that you can't tell when you see me all dressed up in my lawyer suit:

*I love the Autumn
*I enjoy the smell of a fire in the fire place
*I like the tactile sensations of different fabrics
*I love to read
*I like to talk to strangers
*I am not patient, not at all
*I am a patriot, I think, with a great love of my country
*Fatty foods over sweets
*I tell a damn good joke
*I love to get into a cold bed and feel it warm up from my body heat
*I loathe cucumbers to the point where, if you ask, I'll just claim that I'm allergic
*I wish I had a little convertible to zip around in, I miss the one my grandfather used to have
*I am very bad about following the dictates of my religion, pretty much any of them
*Spring training games bore me
*I am trustworthy and people tend to repose trust and confidence in me
*I am a nostalgia hound
*I welcome and embrace change, so long as it doesn't interfere with any of my little routines
*I can self indulge with the best of them

That's a good start, I guess.

How about you? What would people not know about you just by looking at you?

Posted by Random Penseur at January 28, 2005 11:40 AM

I speak passable French, down from fluent French when I was 13.(lack of use)

I have been to more foreign countries than states of the Union.

I think the Grateful Dead are the best rock and roll band that has ever existed.

I haven't had a drink in over 16 years (and boy, you talk about the GC, I really AM thirsty all the time!) Actually, I meant alcoholic drink. Not that I stumble around, or anything!

I think travel is the most important geographic and sociological education anyone can give their children, surpassing any of what they learn about those subjects in school.

I can take raw lumber and turn it into interior millwork and cabinetry, and then install same.

Posted by: Mark at January 28, 2005 12:14 PM

Had lunch with Princess Diana.
Was shopping around the corner from her the weekend she died in Paris.
Conducted a computer workshop without a computer. Got locked out of the campus computer room.
Have a wicked, rather good sense of humor.
Grew up in a multi-national, cultural family.
Was on the front page of home town paper's sports page.
Understand more Spanish and French than I let on.
Tarot card reader and spiritual channeler.
Very intuitive and spiritual.
A big reader of newspapers, magazines and books.
Enjoy reading erotica.
Major sports fan.
Very shy. Learned gregarious behavior.
Have lived through post concussive disorder.
Love to laugh.
That I know how to use a gun.
I love to sing.
I wanted to be a doctor.
In my own way, I am a on-line hospice volunteer.
I am madly, totally, completely in love with NYC.
My best friend is dying of cancer.
I wore braces on my teeth as an adult.
My left foot is larger than my right foot.
Met the "real" Bobby Jones and Viktor Frankel.
and so forth and so on...

Posted by: Azalea at January 28, 2005 05:00 PM

The most confident person with low-self-esteem that you will ever meet.

Has met several rock bands and was, at one time, a Band Wife who traveled with and sang background vocals from the sound board. It was exciting -- for about two weeks.

Loves to sing, and has been told (by one very sweet, sweet man) that when he closed his eyes, he thought Patsy Cline was in the room.

An incurable romantic who cries at all weddings and sappy proposal scenes in dumb movies. Hell, even some commercials!

Far too thin-skinned and sensitive for her own good.

Whose idea of decadence is 440-threadcount Egyptian cotton sheets and ten pounds of faux-mink blanket, a cup of tea or cocoa, and a thick, new book.

Getting to where she must read with dimestore magnifying glasses or suffer the consequences in lack of focusing ability when attempting to see across the room.

Loves the smell of: dusty antiques shops/bookstores, freshly bathed babies and newly-mown grass.

Who thinks the most beautiful sound in the world is the sound of a baby laughing.

(And I would love to meet Azalea. LOL!)

Posted by: Margi at January 28, 2005 05:32 PM

i love to read things that are complete garbage to relax

i dislike the color orange

i am addicted to fresh pineapple

when i write - (to quote a friend) - my mind often gets far ahead of my fingers...and i rarely let them catch up

i love to fish -and grew up doing it quite a bit (and not just little fish...the big ocean type)

i like words games...scrabble...bookworm...etc...

but...don't like crossword puzzles

water soothes me
water excites me
i love the water

i am comfy in work boots...and a cocktail dress

oh...and i blog

Posted by: standing naked at January 28, 2005 06:11 PM

I'm pretty much a "what you see is what you get" person. Although everyone is surprised when the bitch pops out because I've been told I look "soft". But I'm not always. Much to their surprise. ;-)

I look Californian, I look like I'd love cats, I look like I have a good sense of humor, I look like I'm high-maintainance.

And I am all those things.

The biggest part of me people don't seem to see is that I can be a shark in the sales department. I can manipulate when I choose to do so. Oh, and apparently when I get really angry, like if I'm protecting my kids or something, I can look murderously insane.

Which is a good thing at a moment like that, IMO. *grins*

Posted by: Amber at January 28, 2005 08:18 PM

I, too, am pretty much a "what you see is what you get" type of person, but these are the things that generally surprise people about me.

-I used to model/act in commercials when I was in high school. I did this so often, if I needed to go on TV/have photo taken nowadays, I could do my own makeup. I was even up for a national campaign, too, but I didn't get it.

-Can't stop myself from perusing the wares at nice jewelry stores.

-I, too, have the sales gene, and can skillfully manipulate when the need arises.

-I like daiquiris and pina coladas. I particularly like the little umbrella that sticks out the top.

-I like to watch figure skating as much as I do hockey

-I had a--how to put this delicately?---a reputation in college. And it didn't bother me one damn bit because I had a great time.

-Guns scare the crap out of me.

-I adore perfume. And silk and cashmere.

-I like (a little too much, I think)the looks I get from the husband and other men when I make the effort to get all dressed up/made-up. It's always a pleasurable thing to make a man's eyebrows hit his hairline. Also, I rarely mind a polite pinch on the bum, either.

That should be MORE than enough ;)

Posted by: Kathy at January 29, 2005 06:05 PM

Thanks for playing, y'all. To borrow from Margi, I'd probably enjoy having lunch with all of you!

Posted by: RP at January 31, 2005 09:39 AM
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