Wednesday, November 30, 2011

NaBloPoMo 30: all the prompts

What is the last thing you do before bed?

Snuggle more under the covers and give Tom a kiss.

Describe an heirloom that has been passed down through generations of your family. What is its significance to you personally?

Coming from a family of hoarders, there's a few of these. I have a big chignon pin, possible tortoiseshell, with little cut glass stones around the curve that was from my Great Granny's house. She was the ultimate hoarder, and I think this hair pin could be Victorian.

We've also got some WW1 medals and memorabilia that was my Great Grandad's on my dad's side. He won a medal for bravery, but as he wasn't an officer, he wasn't mentioned in dispatches. There were other records, but these got bombed in WW2. These are very significant to me as they are one of the things that Dad and I especially are interested in, and one of these days we're going to go to the records in Kew, and do some research to try and find out what Grandad did to win his medals.

Do you like to buy presents ahead of time or right when you need to give them?

I like to buy presents ahead of time as I hate rushing around buying them. It also helps with spreading the cost alot. I'm pleased to report that most of the presents have been bought. I'm in charge of present buying in our house as Tom doesn't like doing it very much, and I think it's a fair swap for all the cooking he does.

Do you enjoy being alone? Would you rather be around other people?

I like both. I like a few days to myself, to listen to my music and bimble around. Thus I'm quite enjoying my working from home days as I get my fill of being alone. But I love people too, and get withdrawl symptoms when I've not done enough social things.

Write about a piece of music that changed your life forever. What do you feel when you hear it now?

The Misa Criolla by Ariel Ramierz

I can't think of any song that especially changed my life, but this piece gave me a love of choral music, and another happy bond with my Dad. We'd play it really loud in the car so we could pick up the soft drum beats. It makes me feel alive, and brimming with possibilities. That's probably linked to all the times we were zooming off to pastures new with this as a soundtrack. Here's the Kyrie, but I urge you to listen to all of it.

I also love this cover of Paramore's Hallelujah by the Vitamin String Quartet


I first came across it on this video of dancing when I was looking for inspiration when I started dancing again:


It's one of those pieces where I can just move to it, and see how I would dance to it. It's also very uplifting.

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