Friday Fun is a group post from the writers of the NHWN blog. Each week, we’ll pose and answer a different, get-to-know-us question. We hope you’ll join in by providing your answer in the comments.
QUESTION: What is one perfect thing in your life? Not a person, but an item you own that is simply your favorite. Author Deborah Crombie’s is an Emma Bridgewater teapot. Hallie Ephron’s is a red fleece coat she’s had for over 20 years.
Wendy Thomas – you know the mom in me wants to say my kids, all of them. But I get what is being asked here and this is a tough one because I am a very tactile person. I love to have *things.* My things remind me of experiences and at times, just holding one can calm me down. I’d say that the items I’ve had the longest at some of my most perfect things – the tiny felted witch doll that stands and looks over my writing, a bottle of perfume I got when I was in Paris, the china teacup my son got me for my birthday that reads, “I love you this much”, the trolls saved from my childhood, and a stone with the word “strength” engraved on it are all on my top 10 list.
Julie Hennrikus: I have a necklace that I wear several times a week. It is a Betsy Johnson, and I got it on wicked sale. I almost passed it by, but my mother made me buy it. “If anyone can pull that off, it’s you.” She was right. It has lots of different colored beads on wires, and is a strong piece that goes with anything. In my younger days, I wore pearls every day and had red hair. These days the hair is white, but the beads have a ton of color.
Diane MacKinnon: I love things that are useful, so right now I’d say my perfect item is the jog-stroller I’ve been using to run with my son since he was about a year old. He’s going to outgrow it soon, so that makes it a little more special. I know the days are numbered when I can run with my son–until he starts running along next to me, that is!
Lisa J. Jackson: Mine is a 16″ x 20″ counted cross stitch creation I spent a couple of years stitching as a teen. I had it professionally framed and it’s always in a prominent room so I can see it every day. The image is a weathered old bearded fisherman in yellow slicker and hat, smoking a pipe, looking at an unknown view. It’s a combination of the image that originally captured my attention, and knowing how many hours of stitching I did by counting every little square that makes it special. I love seafaring stories and this image leaves a lot to my imagination.