Okay, me too.
October 3rd, 2003 04:45 pmAha, something gacked from
eve_took. Why are these called meme's now?
FIRSTS:
First best friend: Nancy, in Uncasville, Connecticut, age 5 to 8. She gave me a copy of "The Five Little Peppers and How They Grew" when I moved away to California.
First real memory of something: I remember climbing out of my crib at about 1 year plus something, wearing one of those flannel no-feet sack sleepers, y'know? And having to hoist both feet up at the same time to get over the railing. Apparently I did that many times a night. Even then I had an analytical mind.
First car: 1968 VW Bug, semi-automatic, dark green, named Maxwell Griswald the Green, Gris for short. Still have the bumper with the political bumper stickers. Got it used in 1976 and drove it for 13 years.
First date: At age 12, with some Boy Scout I met at Disneyland. Went to see the Disney movie "Follow Me, Boys" which was about, duh, Boy Scouts. (But it had Kurt Russell in it... yumm!)
First real kiss: Age 14, Steve, my first boyfriend. We felt enormously grown up and "played house" a lot, planning our wedding and all. Fumbling baby almost-sex. Unfortunately he also hit me -- Future Spouse Abuser, anyone?
First break-up: Age 15, Steve (see above). For obvious reasons. Jerk.
First job: Yeah, babysitting. Arrgh, I hated it. 50 cents an hour back then, and worthless, except I saw a lot of late movies that way, and had whole stereo systems to myself once the kids were in bed.
First screen name: Same and only one, ShireDancer.
First self purchased album: Hmm, Joan Baez "One Day At A Time" I think.
First self purchased CD: Awww, they didn't come out until I was already married and we mass-purchased a bunch of CDs to start replacing the LPs -- can't possibly remember!
First funeral: My husband's grandmother. I've only been to a very few at all, and have been fortunate that way in my life so far.
First pets: As a child? Cats Pixie, then Tinkerbell, then Tommy. As an adult, cat Gregory -- the best cat in the world, imho.
First piercing/tattoo: Pierced ears at age 20. Intend to get my first tattoo this year at age 50!
First true love: Edward. He was 27, I was 16. Probably really first infatuation, but it sure felt like love. It led to a *whole* lotta firsts.
First enemy: Don't believe I've ever really had one, not that I knew of anyway.
First big trip: Age 14, two week vacation with a girlfriend's family in a trailer to Lake Tahoe, Oregon, Washington, and Victoria, B.C.
First musician you remember hearing in your house: Live musician in my house? Edward -- he played guitar. Fully won me over that way.
LASTS
Last cigarette: Age 14, after the vacation mentioned above. Smoked all that year but my friend started hanging out with a tough crowd and I realized I would never, ever fit in, and I was only smoking to try to impress her/them. Couldn't *stand* the feel of the smoke in my body.
Last big car ride: 1997? To my mother's hometown in North Dakota. You have not seen all of this country until you've travelled to North Dakota and seen the Badlands.
Last good cry: ??? Quite a while ago, just some blues after reading a very sad fic.
Last library book checked out: ??? Aha, got me there! It's been a really long time!
Last movie seen: Whale Rider. Fabulous.
Last beverage drank: Water, just now, at my desk.
Last food consumed: Heh heh (blush), a Weight Watchers 2-Point Bar that tastes mildly like a lo-cal Milky Way. Still trying...
Last phone call: Work-related. I'm at work, can you guess?
Last time showered: This morning, of course!
Last shoes worn: My purple suede boots. Love 'em.
Last cd played: Judy Collins "Living"
Last annoyance: My email at work! It's late Friday afternoon and they Just. Won't. Quit.
Last time scolded: Sigh, last week, by husband, for spending too much money. Again. (Men get *so* grumpy in their middle years...)
Last shirt worn: Purple silk knit with beaded fringe.
Last website visited: Livejournal
FIRSTS:
First best friend: Nancy, in Uncasville, Connecticut, age 5 to 8. She gave me a copy of "The Five Little Peppers and How They Grew" when I moved away to California.
First real memory of something: I remember climbing out of my crib at about 1 year plus something, wearing one of those flannel no-feet sack sleepers, y'know? And having to hoist both feet up at the same time to get over the railing. Apparently I did that many times a night. Even then I had an analytical mind.
First car: 1968 VW Bug, semi-automatic, dark green, named Maxwell Griswald the Green, Gris for short. Still have the bumper with the political bumper stickers. Got it used in 1976 and drove it for 13 years.
First date: At age 12, with some Boy Scout I met at Disneyland. Went to see the Disney movie "Follow Me, Boys" which was about, duh, Boy Scouts. (But it had Kurt Russell in it... yumm!)
First real kiss: Age 14, Steve, my first boyfriend. We felt enormously grown up and "played house" a lot, planning our wedding and all. Fumbling baby almost-sex. Unfortunately he also hit me -- Future Spouse Abuser, anyone?
First break-up: Age 15, Steve (see above). For obvious reasons. Jerk.
First job: Yeah, babysitting. Arrgh, I hated it. 50 cents an hour back then, and worthless, except I saw a lot of late movies that way, and had whole stereo systems to myself once the kids were in bed.
First screen name: Same and only one, ShireDancer.
First self purchased album: Hmm, Joan Baez "One Day At A Time" I think.
First self purchased CD: Awww, they didn't come out until I was already married and we mass-purchased a bunch of CDs to start replacing the LPs -- can't possibly remember!
First funeral: My husband's grandmother. I've only been to a very few at all, and have been fortunate that way in my life so far.
First pets: As a child? Cats Pixie, then Tinkerbell, then Tommy. As an adult, cat Gregory -- the best cat in the world, imho.
First piercing/tattoo: Pierced ears at age 20. Intend to get my first tattoo this year at age 50!
First true love: Edward. He was 27, I was 16. Probably really first infatuation, but it sure felt like love. It led to a *whole* lotta firsts.
First enemy: Don't believe I've ever really had one, not that I knew of anyway.
First big trip: Age 14, two week vacation with a girlfriend's family in a trailer to Lake Tahoe, Oregon, Washington, and Victoria, B.C.
First musician you remember hearing in your house: Live musician in my house? Edward -- he played guitar. Fully won me over that way.
LASTS
Last cigarette: Age 14, after the vacation mentioned above. Smoked all that year but my friend started hanging out with a tough crowd and I realized I would never, ever fit in, and I was only smoking to try to impress her/them. Couldn't *stand* the feel of the smoke in my body.
Last big car ride: 1997? To my mother's hometown in North Dakota. You have not seen all of this country until you've travelled to North Dakota and seen the Badlands.
Last good cry: ??? Quite a while ago, just some blues after reading a very sad fic.
Last library book checked out: ??? Aha, got me there! It's been a really long time!
Last movie seen: Whale Rider. Fabulous.
Last beverage drank: Water, just now, at my desk.
Last food consumed: Heh heh (blush), a Weight Watchers 2-Point Bar that tastes mildly like a lo-cal Milky Way. Still trying...
Last phone call: Work-related. I'm at work, can you guess?
Last time showered: This morning, of course!
Last shoes worn: My purple suede boots. Love 'em.
Last cd played: Judy Collins "Living"
Last annoyance: My email at work! It's late Friday afternoon and they Just. Won't. Quit.
Last time scolded: Sigh, last week, by husband, for spending too much money. Again. (Men get *so* grumpy in their middle years...)
Last shirt worn: Purple silk knit with beaded fringe.
Last website visited: Livejournal
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Date: October 3rd, 2003 06:12 pm (UTC)((Shiredancer))