You’re writing your autobiography. What’s your opening sentence?
That’s it. That’s how it starts. From there? I don’t know. That’s not part of the prompt. Have a great day, everyone!

You’re writing your autobiography. What’s your opening sentence?
That’s it. That’s how it starts. From there? I don’t know. That’s not part of the prompt. Have a great day, everyone!

Create an emergency preparedness plan.
Tell me, why would I create an emergency preparedness plan and post it here? Not everyone needs to know your plans. Pretty sneaky, WordPress.
My plan begins and ends with brownies. Don’t worry, there’s enough for everyone’s emergency plan.

How do you plan your goals?
How could I not answer this prompt in this way? Happy Thursday, everyone!

What is the most important thing to carry with you all the time?
Even when it’s difficult, even when others don’t do the same, try to remain kind, because we don’t know what others are going through. And if we had the choice, we would want to be treated with kindness. It is challenging to try to keep kindness in your back pocket each day, because it seems we are met with so much cruelty and things that are unkind as soon as we leave the house. But if you look for it, kindness is out there, and sometimes it needs a starting point to gain momentum or to turn a grumpy person in the grocery store to a laughing one. It’s not easy to do this. It requires discipline and practice. Sometimes kindness does not work. There will always be those people who will not budge into a softer version of themselves. That’s OK, but do please leave those people in the dust.
Look for the ones who reciprocate the kindness – they will understand why you carry it with you.
Happy Saturday/Caturday, everyone!

Describe your life in an alternate universe.
The title is my answer. Have a great Friday, everyone!

What are you curious about?
It seems to me that around this time of year, mosquito venom becomes 25,000 times more concentrated and illicits a bump immediately. They also become super aggressive and bite (stab – let’s call what it is, it’s a stabbing from a tiny insect’s probiscus) in quick succession.
Yesterday I was assaulted multiple times by one mosquito. You could see the trail of one bite to the next. The first bite was very large, but then by the last one, which was approximately fifteen bites later, the bite was very small. That’s because the mosquito had a full belly. Meanwhile, I looked like I had measles. I made way for the calamine lotion and applied diligently. I think I used a quarter of the bottle.
I understand these bugs must have a purpose – like maybe they taste good to bats? – but mosquitoes do not need to bite me when there are many other animals outside who would be just as suitable. I’m not into rolling the dice and seeing if I get a mosquito-borne illness. But these mosquitoes do not care. I think they sense your fear and your dislike of them.
But I’m curious: are they really useful? They’re not adorable like lightning bugs or ladybugs, they are teeny, tiny vampires. And why does their venom become so concentrated at the end of the summer? I’m curious about that.
If you know what creatures feast on these little hypodermic needle-nosed bugs, and/or if you know why the venom becomes so concentrated toward the end of summer, please drop a comment.
Thanks for stopping by, and I hope you have a mosquito-free day!
What’s the most money you’ve ever spent on a meal? Was it worth it?
Do you know why? Because I can’t remember what it even was. It may have been my bowl of cereal yesterday. A box of cereal will set you back about twelve dollars these days.
Have a great day, everyone. Eat as healthy as you can within budget, but please remember to have a cookie or two sometimes.

How would you describe yourself to someone?
I just answered a similar prompt, although it was asking to describe yourself to someone who couldn’t see you. My response was I smell like vanilla. Maybe it’s true, maybe it isn’t. But someone who can’t see me already knows what I smell like. People who can’t see have heightened other senses.
I wonder if WordPress simply forgot to add on the rest of the question to this prompt and it was published again. I’m just saying…it wouldn’t surprise me.
Honestly, I wouldn’t describe myself to anyone. Isn’t that a weird thing to do? Is this a job interview? I can’t think of a single other situation in life where describing yourself is asked.
I have never been asked to describe myself while filling the tank with gas, for example.
“Ten dollars on pump four, please,” I say as I pass the bill across the counter.
The clerk takes my money, then thoughtfully asks, “How would you describe yourself?”
“Currently?”
The clerk nods a gentle encouragement.
“I would describe myself as a little bit weirded out, impatient – because I’m waiting for you to hit the button so I can fill my gas tank, and I’m contemplating running out of here because this is stupidly awkward.”
Can you imagine? Me, neither.

List 30 things that make you happy.
Sunshine
Books
Cats
Dogs
Bunnies
Birds
Squirrels
Flowers
Trees
Days off
Sleep
Chocolate
Tiramisu
Basil pesto
Books
Writing
Photography
Tennis
Glitter
Hummingbirds
Turning off autocorrect, because I know what I meant to type, so stop insisting
Finding money on the ground
Good hair days
Warm brownies
Art
Photography
New pens
Notebooks/journals
Ok, ok, stationery as a whole
Laughing
Making other people laugh
You, dear reader! Thanks for being here!
What traditions have you not kept that your parents had?
They – along with their respective spouses – formed a quintet. Not all at the same time! They weren’t polygamists, nor were they the Backstreet Boys.
This prompt gave me a good chuckle. Thanks, DayOne. You finally got a laugh out of me.