Hanging out with friends, going for drives, watching movies with my daughter, trying new restaurants, reading.
Some people to chat with...I don't know anyone in the town I live in, so this seemed like a good way to meet some people.
I like lots of different kinds of music...the presets in my car are everything from soft rock to hip-hop...I am a huge fan of Pink Floyd, RATM, Led Zeppelin, Doors, pretty much any kind of classic rock. I like 50cent, Destiny's Child, Kanye West, Tool,NIN..the CDs in my changer right now? Pink Floyd-The Wall, Maroon 5-Songs About Jane, Destiny's Child-Writing on the Wall. I think that our diversity in music represents the diversity in our world.
Oh I have so many favorites!! I love to watch movies - mafia movies are my favorite, Goodfellas, the Godfathers, Casino, Gotti, Reservoir Dogs (ok, maybe not a "mafia" movie, but still good). I love Dazed &; Confused, Clue, Almost Famous, Storm of the Century, Perfect Storm, Day After Tomorrow, all Harry Potter films..somebody shut me up....
I don't get to watch much television, but I am a food network junkie and I LOVE Rachael Ray! I will watch anything on FoodTV. I also love Discovery specials, anything about babies or surgeries. I'm a blood and guts kind of girl. I also love the Sopranos and if the next season ever airs, I'm there!
My favorite books... Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (the BOOK not the movie) Angels &; Demons The DaVinci Code Harry Potter 1-6 (I haven't read the last one yet) All Jackie Collins books Anything by Danielle Steele
I have more than one hero, for more than one reason...my mom is a big hero of mine. As a single parent in the 60s, she didn't have much. She had no husband and no help and 4 small children. But she did it. They didn't have much but they knew that mom was there and she loved them. She struggled and went without so her kids could have what they needed. She worked night shift to be home when the kids came home from school. It went on like this until she met my father. I was lucky, I had 2 parents and had it easier than my siblings had. But the hard times weren't over. In 1999 she was diagnosed with breast cancer and went through a vicious cycle of chemo and radiation and nausea and weakness until she FINALLY went into remission after a year. That was the happiest time, when my mom finally got rid of her cancer. It was a great couple of years. But then it came back and this time, no amount of chemo or radiation was going to help her. She fought hard, and she fought long, but in the end she lost her battle this past summer. It's hard, and we all miss her, but we know that she's watching us, smiling at us. Seeing our kids grow and change and loving us and loving them. Another hero of mine is my daughter. She was born at only 32 weeks, weighing 2 pounds, 7 ounces and only 15 inches long. She was just a peanut. When she was born, they said she wasn't breathing. She didn't even cry. I saw her for 1 second and then they took her way to the NICU. She stayed in the hospital for 6 weeks growing stronger and stronger and bigger and gaining weight and fighting. The nurses said she had no idea that she was small, and that she thought she was a full-sized baby. She cried, she made faces, she gave attitude, she did it all. It was the happiest day of my life when we finally were able to bring her home with us, not hearing when they casually mentioned to us that she was ours now with her crying and face-making and attitude, and that we would not, in fact, be able to return her. Hm. :)