Reckless Little Adventures
Latest bold moves include:
*signing up for a surfing lesson. I've been meaning to do this since I was in the third grade. My lesson will be at Wrightsville Beach, NC. I Googled surfing techniques to prepare for this and learned that it's necessary to do something called a pop-up. This involves lying face-down and getting up by swinging the feet up under the body — i.e. not making an intermediate stop on the knees. I can do one. I was pleased to discover this. But I also realize that more than one will be required. I keep resolving to practice and build up my pop-up capacity; haven't gotten to it yet.
*reading until 2:30 a.m. on a weeknight. Didn't mean to, but I picked up a friend's novel that I was a few dozen pages into and then couldn't bring myself to emerge until I'd finished. The booK: Girl Wonder by Alexa Martin. The main character is a plenty-bright -enough girl, burdened by her family of genius-types, and led interestingly astray by the sizzling high school pals she falls in with. I loved it. Well worth the sleep deprivation. Especially if you're a Sarah Dessen fan, as I am. Never mind that I've been out of high school for 45 years.
*brown-bagging a Coke into an earnestly organic and healthy Whole Foods eatery, in nutritionally correct Chapel Hill, no less. I half-expected sirens to go off when I pulled it out of my pocketbook and set it boldly on the table beside my lunch. There are days when a lady needs her Co'Cola and societal norms cannot be allowed to get in the way.
*got serious about Twitter. Browsing for folks to follow is like shopping for people, and you can have as many as you want. One of my choices: the splendid actor Anthony Hopkins, who says in his profile that he's really too old for this sort of thing but thought he'd give it a try anyway. I think that's rather bold of him. If I haven't found you yet on Twitter, please find me: @peggypayne.
That's all the chutzpah I have to offer for now. More later, of course. I wish you happy adventures.