Some things you may not know about me:
Secret Delights: reading “Jesu” by George Herbert,and listening to J.S. Bach’s Cantata #208 (“Sheep May Safely Graze”)
Secret Obsessions: beautiful cloth handkerchiefs and napkins (when I have the time for them)
Secret Stupid Dilemma: I have a wonderful veggie slicer that is exceptionally sharp. I have carelessly sliced my thumb on it. ONLY ONCE. But I keep it hidden and wash and store it immediately after use so that no one else will get hurt on it. I am the only person in my household that I trust with this dangerous kitchen tool. So, with this in mind, I was wondering how I could move it quickly and carefully out of the house before someone can get hurt on it after I die if I should die unexpectedly. (“Yes, Officer, it looks like the house has been burgled. But we can’t tell you what’s missing. — Wait a moment! Didn’t Mom have a dangerous veggie slicer she kept hidden somewhere?”)
I am a dyed-in-the-wool introvert who has been married to another introvert like myself for over 20 years. (Early in our marriage, our dates often consisted of a trip to the bookstore, followed by a quiet evening of reading side-by-side at home, sometimes with a sleeping baby between us.) Although I am incredibly timid, over the last 30 years I have been training myself to act as an extrovert in public. Once safely home, I sometimes almost have to use a crowbar to move myself back out the door into the scary world of people.
I am a connoisseur of hymns, all kinds of books, and musical instruments, and though I am naturally melancholy by nature, there is nothing I enjoy more than a good laugh. And sharing a good laugh with others. To the extent that one of daughters sometimes pleads with me, “This story is really not that interesting, Mom! Please don’t turn it into your phone message!”