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Six Degrees 4 [blogcarnelli]

Kevin Bacon

Welcome to Blog Carnelli! This is a fun, no-pressure, no time limit prompt. The idea is to use the six degrees of separation concept (that everyone is only six or fewer people away from Kevin Bacon) to connect books, movies, and songs.

Today I’m starting with the last item from my Six Degrees 3 post. That was the book Wesley the Owl by Stacey O’Brien. I’m using the author’s name Stacey to connect to the first entry in this post.

Stacey Wiedower wrote 30 First Dates, a fun romance novel about a blogger (yay!) who decides to go on 30 dates with 30 different men before she turns 30. It’s part of the “bucket list” of experiences she wants to check off, and she shares her adventures with her readers. I think we can all relate to this book in some way. This is a romance, so we can expect the HEA, and the book delivers, but not too predictably.

The movie 50 First Dates stars Drew Barrymore and Adam Sandler. Now, usually I dislike watching the characters that Sandler plays, but Henry is an exception. He’s really sweet in this! Drew as Lucy is funny and adorable as always. The twist in this tale is that Lucy had an accident which robbed her of her short-term memory, so every day Henry must think of a new way to woo her. Lucy also has a very (over)protective family who is watching out for her, and Henry has to get on their good side too. The movie was filmed in gorgeous Oahu and was directed by Peter Segal.

What do you think I’ll chose next? Of course! It’s “50 Ways to Leave Your Lover,” written and sung by Paul Simon on his 1975 album Still Crazy After All These Years.” Supposedly, this song was motivated by Paul’s divorce and his decision to address the breakup in a lighthearted manner. The song seems pretty cute with all the rhymes of male names, but I take it somewhat seriously as well. It can be hard to leave someone… you can feel paralyzed, like there’s just no way to deal with the logistics of it. A friend may point out the various ways it’s possible for you to end the relationship, but ultimately you need to summon up enough emotional energy to get it done.

In 2001’s Legally Blonde, Reese Witherspoon’s character Elle Woods uses a breakup to motivate herself to go to law school. She takes her silly blonde self and her cute puppy across the country from sunny SoCal to staid New England. Initially, Elle enrolls in order to be close to the jerk who dumped her, but soon she discovers that Harvard Law is actually the right place for her as she begins to hit the books and impress her professors. This film was directed by Robert Luketic.

Reese played June Carter Cash, Johnny Cash’s second wife, in Walk the Line, a 2005 musical/drama directed by James Mangold. Joaquin Phoenix played Johnny. I love this movie so much! All the music is wonderful and Reese & Johnny knock “Jackson” out of the park. There’s a lot of sadness mixed in with the great music. Wonderful film.

“Draggin’ the Line” is a 1971 song written and sung by Tommy James after he left the Shondells. It’s been speculated that the song refers to drug usage (especially after “Crystal Blue Persuasion”), but Tommy said no… it was simply about having to go to work every day. This view holds up too, since the song also mentions “checking the line,” possibly referring to setting up power lines back then.

Okay then. That wraps up my fourth post on Blog Carnelli. I hope you enjoyed it and will join in with your own.

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Shared Labor

Share Your World

Happy Labor Day! To honor our workers, including me, I will answer Melanie’s SYW questions, as I do almost every Monday. Once again, there are two sets… one from Roger for HP fans and one from Melanie except she copied them from others. 🙃

Roger’s Magical, Mystical Questions:

1. What happened to cause you to discover ‘bullies” were real?

Starting school. Kids are monsters. 👹

2. Eavesdropping. When given the chance, how often do you eavesdrop? (this may be a similar question to what some folks said they’d do with an invisibility cloak)

It depends. Mostly I hate all noise, which includes other people’s jabber. But if I get the feeling something interesting is going on, I might listen to use it in a story. This doesn’t happen often though.

3. Escalators, at one time, were the ‘next big thing’. When was the last time you rode an escalator?

I don’t remember… possibly when I went to the mall pre-plague.

4. Have you ever ‘let’ someone win in a sports competition or a board game? How did it turn out?

Yes. It was fine. I’m not that competitive in games generally… I simply like to play (in person… zoom sucks).

Melanie’s Muggle Questions:

I’m very short on time today (Sunday) so I’m borrowing from Rory and Sandmanjazz to fill the questions today:

1. Do our fears start with our DNA? (Credit to Rory)

Some do, especially the fear of potentially deadly things. Others can be triggered by a traumatic event. 🐍

2. If you could have your hair any colour for 24 hours, what colour would you choose? (Credit to Sandmanjazz)

Turquoise.

3. When do you think a person gets old? (Credit to Rory)

When they’ve lived 2/3 or more of their predicted lifespan. Age is a number!

4. GRATITUDE SECTION (as always this is optional). Please feel free to write about an uplifting moment in your life this week!

I’m grateful Benadryl exists.

Jesse breaking bad science

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Images credited to Melanie and Breaking Bad

FPQ85: Paths Not Taken Yada Yada

pointless meanderings

I thought I’d turn Fandango’s Provocative Question today into a pointless meander. He asks if I’ve ever had to make what turned out to be a life-changing decision and, if so, do I wish I could go back in time and change it, blah blah, what and why. There have been a few…

Generally, I begin with my foolish decision not to go to Northwestern U. I had no idea about “prestigious” colleges back then apart from the obvious Harvard, Yale, etc. I knew it was good I’d gotten accepted, but the gravitas of the decision was foreign to me. I behaved impulsively as a teen and things that went wrong were easily fixed. Everything felt inconsequential at the time. My parents didn’t seem to care, and after an argument with my mom, she decided she didn’t want to pay for NU, so I ended up at the University of Illinois in Champaign. It was a horrible experience, I dropped out, moved back home, and ended up in a series of dead-end, low-paying jobs.

Next, I moved from Chicago to Southern California with my parents at age 22. I’m not sure this was a great decision, though it would have been hard to stay in the city alone given my crappy jobs. But from the minute I stumbled off the plane to right now, I’ve had one giant migraine that never seems to disappear for good. I know I’d probably suffer from them wherever I lived, but it soured the whole experience for me. I remember being bombarded with the dazzling sunshine when we landed and feeling like I was going to pass out from the brightness and the pain.

Finally, I returned to college to finish my degree. But again, doh, I eschewed UCLA for Cal State because the freaking parking was easier. It seemed like an okay decision at the time, but it was yet another folly. Not that I had a bad experience at Northridge ~ I actually loved it all and appreciated my classes and the professors there. But until I had my own children I did not realize the importance of the name of a school. Whatever, at least I finished and that led me to the job I have now, which is good. But I got a late start at a career and retirement savings…

All the while this school/moving stuff was going on, I was also dating. Ugh, what a nightmare. I can’t blame online dating and culture such as it is now for my relationship issues, since I’ve had them all along. I am attracted to the wrong men, and that’s just the common denominator of the whole mess. I regret spending/wasting time with a lot of these guys, but I can’t regret my second marriage because my two wonderful daughters are my prize for sticking with it. I should have ended it sooner however. I definitely regret all the years I thought the marriage could be fixed and floated in limbo, taking no action to help myself move on.

I like to imagine that if I’d been single in my 40s I would have had a great romance and met my life partner, though that’s probably false. I would have simply made stupid dating decisions all that time too. Ugh, thinking about all this is an emotional drain… plus it’s all fantasy. I did what I did and here I am. The only thing to do is to slog on…

AND VOTE BLUE!!!

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FPQ82: Self-Criticism

Fandango’s provocative question FPQ

Fandango provocatively asks…

Do you judge yourself by the same standards that you judge others? If not, are you harsher or more lenient on yourself?

My tendency is to be pretty harsh overall, both on myself and others, and I have an ongoing project to be kinder to both. What happens though is that while I may begin with the same standards for myself and others, it’s easier for me to give others a break. I can see why they made poor choices, while it’s really REALLY hard for me to forgive myself for mine. I get so angry when I make typos or forget a word, but I’m okay if others do these things (somewhat). I work to this day to quit beating myself up for my misplaced trust in people and failing to meet the “right” man on a dating site. I’m still mad at myself for not going to a better university when I had the chance (twice!). I wish I were a more talented writer, or that I could be good at something artistic. I feel so… ordinary, but I think it’s fine for others to be ordinary. Maybe that means I’m very egotistical ~ who am I to think I should have a special talent?! I’ll just muddle through life like 99.9% of the rest of people and leave nothing interesting behind. Not that my children aren’t interesting! But you know… they aren’t ME. What have I done? Meh, nothing…

Thanks for this question, Fandango. Now I feel even worse!😜🙃🤣

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Image credit to Fandango

Not A Flashback #PoiMe

pointless meanderings

Yep, it’s Friday. And yep I did a search for May 29th posts last night, but nothing grabbed me. I had a One-Line Wednesday that came up about migraine tigers (triggers), but if I’m going to post about head pain, I’d prefer to ramble on about it anew. Oh! Did I tell you… I’m sloooowly going off one of my meds? Yep, my doc and I discussed it in a virtual visit last week and I’ve now cut Topamax 25% and am okay so far. It’s a good time to try this when I don’t have so much going on and can lie down if I need to. The drug was a lifesaver at a time when I was super-stressed, but things are pretty chill now and I don’t like all the side effects, especially feeling so blah. I can always go back on if my migraines get too horrible to bear, but my hope is that I can cope without it and I’ll have more energy again and can start to exercise more (i.e., at all). The goal is to be completely done by June 30. Since my head gets really bad toward the end of August through September, whatever I do, this will be a good way to make sure I don’t confuse that inevitable badness with going off the drug. I’m determined to be optimistic even though I did this a couple years ago and it was a big fail. I had more stressors then though.

Not that things aren’t stressful in the world now. Right? I mean gah! But I feel lucky that I’m able to stay pretty isolated from it all and I’m also the kind of person who doesn’t mind being isolated. My personal life (knock wood) is calm, even while the world is falling apart. I’m sorry world, but there isn’t much I can do about the things out there except try not to make them worse. Perhaps staying in here, as I do, helps a little. At least I’m not using much gas anyway. But things are “opening up” again, which doesn’t make a lot of sense to me as the virus numbers are climbing, but what do I know, eh? Maybe they felt more and more people were going to take to the streets in protest so they’d better let them start going to the Cheesecake Factory (just an example ~ I don’t actually know if the Cheesecake Factory is open). Nothing is perfect. Personally, I am not going to sit in a restaurant, or anywhere else, among a giant glob of people, anytime soon. I just don’t see why I should take that risk. I’m fine at home by myself, going out to get groceries once a week, and stopping at my office (alone) to pick up the mail and water the plants. I understand that some people are going out of their minds without actual physical companionship, but I’m not one of them. The only thing I truly miss is not being able to see my family and the routine of going to the office 9-5 daily. I’m one of those weirdos who likes doing that. There are very few of us apparently… most people prefer blobbing around the house in sweatpants. Bleh.

I don’t really have interesting thoughts about current events. My view is likely the typical “liberal” one on most things, except I don’t allow disgust for a leader to create my reaction to every issue. One thing I differ on from many is my view about social media. I’ve already mentioned my unpopular idea that I do think there is something wrong with the idea of providing a platform for people to be utterly horrible to each other, even to the point of ganging up on someone and driving them to suicide, in order to make money from ads, and then shrugging off all responsibility for it. I’ve said that one possible solution is to disallow anonymity. One account, one person, and it trails you forever like a fingerprint. Well, no one likes that because it’s as scary as a microchip in a vaccine. What about forcing the companies to enforce their own TOS and not selectively as they do but consistently and fairly? Maybe they’d make less money, boo hoo. I don’t think children should be on social media at all. It’s bad. But if “everyone else is” and that’s how teachers are giving out lesson plans, well, whaddayagonnado?

One thing I really dislike about this new block editor is that I don’t see my word count as I type. Where is it? Last time I copypasta’d my writing into a Word document to obtain it, but that’s just dumb. There should be a word counter somewhere! It’s probably here in some menu that makes no sense off to the side and I’m just not finding it. I know, what a weird thing to get annoyed about, but hey that’s me! Weird things annoy me. I need to know my word count, grrrr. Otherwise, there’s literally nothing wrong with typing in blocks and I don’t know what people are so fussed about unless you have some huge complicated page with moving parts you need to paste in. I’m just straight up typing and it’s fine. I don’t know if I can add my photo here (but that was the case with the old editor as well) ~ if I can’t, I’ll save the post and add the photo from the app. (Added the photo!)

Today I need a stamp. Why can’t we pay the water bill online? I don’t think that’s enough for a whole Monday Peeve, so I’ll just leave it right here. Maybe something will annoy me when I walk over to the Post Office and it can be my Monday Peeve, but it’s just a stamp. What could go wrong?

I FOUND THE WORD COUNTER! It’s the little “i”. Why wouldn’t you know that? Who wouldn’t think to click the little “i”…

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Kismet [A-Z Games]

Kismet

Note: I’m doing the April A-to-Z challenge without signing up or linking back to the main site.

Kismet with Kate! That may sound like the title of a romance novel, but it was in fact a game I played with my high school friend pretty much every day after school for a long time. I think it was junior year, but time is a bit blurry now. It could have been senior year. All I know is this: we would first stop at the store for our favorite snack, which was a big bag of Flings and diet cream soda.

Flings

Then we’d go to my house, where nobody was home. Party! Time to crank up the tunes! We liked my parents’ old Woodstock album and a crazy Dr. Demento record I had bought off the teevee. Munching our flings and slurping our sodas, we would proceed to play a few games of Kismet before starting our homework.

It’s a pretty simple game for two players and you can figure out the entire thing from the image. Five dice, rolled up to three times per turn. You decide which square to use for that move ~ obviously use the lower odds squares first, when you can. If you get nothing, you decide where to put a zero. Usually it makes sense to zero out a square with low odds like the Kismet. Here is a full description of the rules.

Please tune in tomorrow when I will blog about Laser Tag.

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Field Hockey [A-Z Games]

Field Hockey

Note: I’m doing the April A-to-Z challenge without signing up or linking back to the main site.

I don’t know anything about Field Hockey. I assume the pic shows correct equipment, which I googled. What I do know is when I googled it, lots of photos appeared. Some were men playing together and some were women playing together. As best I could tell (though nowadays who the hell knows, amirite?), there were no pics of mixed gender field hockey play.

Interesting! I find that very interesting. The reason is because back in 1978, in Illinois, when I was a senior in high school, some group of total farking idiots thought it would be a fantastic idea to have boys and girls play field hockey together. At the same time. Little girls like me with big guys over 6 feet tall and 200+ pounds. Sounds great, right? The total farking idiots congratulated themselves for promoting gender equality. What could go wrong with this brilliant plan? After all, boys and girls played ping pong together. Samesies, yes? 🙄

So, I was standing there in the end zone, or whatever it was, eating caramels from the vending machine and filing my nails… the things I normally did in gym class… when this huge gigantic boy crashed into me. Wtfff? I was knocked on the ground and couldn’t move my arm. The teacher called an ambulance. 😱

Turned out I “only” had a broken clavicle (right side). It could have been much worse. The doctor thought it was nuts we were playing field hockey with boys. My parents had to leave work and come get me. What I didn’t know until later is that I had my 15 minutes of fame in school. As they took me out in a wheelchair, my eyes were closed and I’d bitten my lip, so there was a trickle of blood from my mouth. Peeps wondered if I was dead! It was very exciting!

Anyway, I had to wear this sling/cast thing for weeks, but I removed it early and my bone never healed properly. Or maybe I’d always have a lump there, idk. That’s the side of my neck/shoulder which hurts the most now, but they say it’s unrelated. In X-rays, my neck itself is all crooked. The boy did apologize to me in the hall later on, but you know… it wasn’t his fault. He was just a big ox. It was totally the fault of the farking idiots who wanted to integrate the sports. Morons!!! 😡😡😡

Please tune in tomorrow when I will blog about Gin Rummy.

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Now That’s Deep

Deep dish pizza

Continuing my discussion with John regarding Chicago pizza… because can one ever really be finished talking about this glorious food? I think not.

Perhaps the first time I had deep dish pizza was with my friend Kathy shortly after I moved to the city, but please don’t quote me on that. Before the move, when I still lived in the ‘burbs, we had “normal” pizza, which was Domino’s and such. I believe I have a post coming up about Dominoes, but that would be the game, for my A-Z thingie. What were we talking about again?

Pizza! I think, right after we moved to the city itself, Kathy and I went to Giordano’s. Omg, best pizza ever! So luscious! Deep dish crust, stuffed with any noms of your choice (I liked spinach and mushrooms), dripping with sauce, oozing with cheese. So delicious! Obviously this pizza is eaten with a knife and fork on a plate; no rushing out the door with a slice folded in your hand.

But then I went away to college, the U of I in Champaign (not to be confused with champagne)… they had Garcia’s Pizza, which we all liked. But even though it began with the same letter, it was no Giordano’s. So, I dropped out after one semester, moved back home with my parents, and got a job at an insurance company in the Loop.

I dated and took classes, made various friends yada yada, and everyone knew my favorite thing to do was to go for pizza at Giordano’s. Mm hmm. So good! Everyone says they love pizza, but I sacrificed a lot more than most people to keep going to my favorite restaurant.

But then one day my dad said he got a job in California because Mom was tired of blizzards and stuff. I told them I wasn’t leaving Giordano’s. He said he’d buy me a car.

I miss that place.

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Clue [A-Z Games]

Clue board game

Note: I’m doing the April A-to-Z challenge without signing up or linking back to the main site.

It was hard to choose a C-game because there are so many great ones… Charades, Code Names, Chinese Checkers…

My friends and I played a ton of Clue one summer in New Jersey. It wasn’t the first or the last summer I lived there, so I must have been 12. We also liked Battleship a lot. But Clue was the perfect game for three people, which was the size of our group most days. Just so much fun to logically work out the mystery.

The idea is that at the beginning of the game you mix up the various stacks of cards and put one room card, one suspect card, and one murder weapon card in the secret envelope. The game commences with the players attempting to figure out which cards are in that secret envelope by figuring out which of the other cards are not in there. Obviously, you start with the ones in your own hand to cross off the list of suspects. Turns consist of moving to various rooms in the mansion in order to question the other players.

One of the cool things about Clue was that it encouraged bold guesses; and one of the other cool things was that it penalized wild guessing. If you took a chance too soon to declare the contents of the secret envelope and were wrong… well, whoops, you just lost the whole game. 🤣

MR. MUSTARD IN THE LIBRARY WITH THE HAM SANDWICH!

When googling for the pic, I realized there are a kajillion versions of Clue out now… Scooby Doo, The Office, Game of Thrones, Harry Potter, Lost in Vegas (parody game), etc. It’s still super popular!

And of course there was a Clue movie. I thought it was pretty meh, despite the fab cast. Don’t confuse this with Clueless, which was great. 💖

In a college writing class one day, we were broken into random groups and given an assignment to write a one-act play. While the other groups seemed to be excitedly chattering away, I had a quiet one. Great, there went my grade. I hate group projects! We said we’d go home and brainstorm separately, and then reconvene before the next class. This was before social media. I thought it would be funny to write a “Clue” based play, so that’s what I did, and I wrote it all myself, since I was on a roll. The other peeps loved it and didn’t want to change anything. More importantly, when we read it aloud, the teacher loved it and gave us an A. 😻

Please tune in tomorrow when I will blog about Dominoes.

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A Bunch Of Nonsense

To distract myself from myself, I’m going to answer these super intrusive questions about myself from Melanie

1. Tell us how you met your partner. Please be specific in telling your tale.

I don’t have a “partner.” I’ve been divorced since 2011 and all my attempts at dating were documented disasters. Right now, it might be nice to have someone to be cooped up with though. Or maybe not.

2. What is your most romantic experience, again with details?

I have a post in drafts called Skyloft. It’s about the best first date I ever had ~ my last first date. I had a couple more first meetings since, but they don’t count as first dates. This man was also a disaster, like the others, but worse because I’d finally begun to trust again, and after him everything was impossibly shattered. The date itself was incredible. It was the hottest day of the year, and I was sick, had been sick for a month, which made the whole experience surreal. I felt I was in a painting, with all the colors and sounds and tastes and smells so exquisitely bright. When he touched me, I felt transported to another plane. Nothing was the same again… it still isn’t. He kissed me at the beach, with the turquoise waves crashing in, just like a dream. I will never forget this, no matter what he did later.

3. What is the most extravagant purchase you’ve ever made, and why did you buy it?

I have not bought anything extravagant for a really long time. I’m super careful. I’ve spent money, sometimes a lot, but on stuff that’s necessary, such as a car (a sensible one). I simply can’t think of anything. Oh! I know. My daughter went to Costa Rica several years ago and brought me some very cool artwork. I spent $400 to have it framed. But I love it. ❤️

4. What is your favorite swear word or expression, and when are you most likely to use it?

I’m an equal opportunity swearer. I try to give all the bad words a good workout daily, but I must admit that since I haven’t been driving they’ve been sitting in a sad heap on the sofa watching reruns of Gilligan’s Island and munching potato chips. 😢

5. What is your favorite kind of pie? With or without ice cream?

Ooh pie! I had the best pie up in Northern California ~ key lime with whipped cream and a thick graham cracker crust. That is my fave, followed closely by lemon cream and then cherry. No ice cream necessary.

6. While we’re on the subject, what is your favorite ice cream, and where did you last eat it?

Cookie dough! I don’t remember when or where I ate it last. I don’t eat ice cream often because I’m always freezing. 🥶

7. Who is your most unique friend and why? (May be someone from the past.)

My daughters are both brilliant and hilarious and totally unique. I love them to bits! My besties! 💖💖 (Why? Because I raised them! Duh.)

8. What is your most irritating habit?

Yelling at my cat to quit yelling. 🐱

9. Who was your favorite teacher and why?

I loved many of my philosophy and writing professors at CSUN.

10. Do you like being alone and if so, what would you probably be doing?

I enjoy choosing to be alone; I don’t enjoy this forced isolation and not being allowed to go to work. It’s super depressing. When alone, I read, write, play phone games, chat with peeps online, etc.

11. What is the most outlandish thing you’ve ever done?

Probably picked up hitchhikers and taken rides from strange men back in Illinois. Nothing bad ever happened even though this is a terribly stupid thing to do.

12. What superstition do you always follow?

I count things a lot, which isn’t really a superstition, but more an OCD, except not that much since I don’t do it consistently. I just feel things will work out better when there’s the right number of ’em.

13. What famous person or animal have you met? Tell us about the meeting.

Not really. I’ve seen various celebs in the Los Angeles area, but haven’t hung out with any. I don’t think celebs or royals are better than anyone else, and people ought to quit making such a fuss over them. 😛

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