This should be fun... I almost forgot about all the great questions everyone was answering and pasted in my jacket bio. What a snooze that would have been! This will be much better...
I am Cherilyn David.
SOMETHING RANDOM AND WEIRD ABOUT ME.
Hmmm.... everything? I know the Greek alphabet. Thanks to Mrs. Lancaster in 6th grade, I know it by heart and can't seem to shake it. It's a great party laugh and for tie breakers in trivial pursuit. I am secretly waiting for the day I am on Jeopardy and Alex says, "The letter in between Iota and Lambda in the Greek alphabet." I can start girly clapping and exclaim, "What is Kapta?!?!" Yes!
Oh yeah, girly clapping. That's what my boyfriend calls it when I clap when I am excited. My daughter does it too.
I love wood, words and trees.
MOVIES, WHAT DO I LIKE, WHY, ETC.
Well, I am a chick, so most chick flicks are wonderful to me, but too cheesy gets a thumbs down. My favorites, You've Got Mail, Sweet Home Alabama. I love to be surprised... I've tortured many a friend with the last five minutes of DejaVu, "Look, look!! You're missing it! It's him!" I cannot stand movies where something is really unrealistic or unfair. Not unfair like slavery, unfair like a character tolerating an annoying family member endlessly without consequence. Not unrealistic like sci fi, but unrealistic situations, like falling fourteen times in a 20-foot stretch of forest.
IF I COULD LIVE ANYWHERE...
Hmmm. I could live anywhere with wifi, bookstores and people I love. The world is full of too many awesome choices. New York, Italy, Seattle, Australia.
HOW WOULD PEOPLE DESCRIBE ME?
True story. A guy asked me this once, asked for a few words to sum me up. I have a hard time with a limited scope like that, so I asked an ex. His answer: Beauty, brains & comfort. This is now scrawled, four feet across on my kitchen wall. Perfect, but not something I would have come up with.
WEAKNESS?
Ugh.
My daughter, a combination of boundless love, worry and guilt, will torment me the rest of my days.
I believe in love; other than that I'm a pretty smart girl.
WHAT WOULD I DO WITH A MILLION DOLLARS?
No one I cared about would want for anything. My grandchildren would travel, young and often. A man saved my daughter once. Not a doctor or anything. Just a man. I would do something amazing for his family. I don't know what. His daughter's college? Pay off his home? Both. Sign the check over?
Thanks for reading!!! ;)
Beauty, brains, and comfort. What an interesting combination. Now I want to meet you.
ReplyDeleteThis is a beautiful blog. I love the header.
ReplyDeleteNaomi... I wish I could take credit, but I gladly took the compliment! Thanks and I do hope we meet eventually!!
ReplyDeleteThanks Debra and thanks for reading! :)
You sound like so much fun, Cherilyn. And I sure would love to hear the story of how that man saved your daughter's life!
ReplyDeleteI agree with the having to live near a bookstore thing. My parents no longer have one terribly close to them, so we always have to go there when they come to visit.Not that I complain... I would love to hear the daughter saving story too.
ReplyDeleteWell Sally... you should read the memoir I wrote about my daughter's ordeal. Many saved her, but I feel like he was the stranger, just going along in his day, that stopped and saved a life. What you should read is the part where he tells the story to me. Chills.
ReplyDeleteAmy... I actually managed a bookstore/coffee shop for awhile. Talk about heaven. I spent my days reading, sipping coffee, and feeding the fish. We now refer to that time in my life as 'the good ole days!'
Thanks guys! :)
what a beautiful picture of you! I too hope you post something about that man saving your daughter--amazing.
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