Lists of Five

Heatherrainbow found a couple names in Buffalo that might lead me to information about my first father. Thank you Heatherrainbow! The last name matches that of the man who gave my natural mother the phone number of a doctor in California who would connect her to a couple who wanted to adopt a child. I wrote the story already. My natural aunt gave me his name and even showed me an old photgraph of him. He was apparently my father's friend, and also my mother's. If this man is still alive, and if the name belongs to him, that means he might remember my father. Right now it's all a huge black memory hole. My mother is just a huge gray memory hole. I'm scared that if I phone either it won't be him, or he won't be in any shape to help me fill in the hole. But I guess I'll try this weekend.

My left brain likes lists. They're a part of my life. Grocery lists, errand lists, to do lists, lists of lists. One of my favorite blogs began a list thing just for fun about various aspects of her life. Others caught on. I enjoyed the idea and decided to write lists of my own life. I chose five as a random number. Anyone who wants to join in, leave a comment where I can find your blog and read your lists. I know this is supposed to be about tagging, but I don't have time this morning to do that.

Five jobs I've had:
Gas station attendent
Pizza chef
Restaurant cook
News clerk
Freelance writer

Five movies I could watch over and over:
Fight Club
The Way Home
My Favorite Mister
The Wonder Boys
Igby Goes Down

Five places I've lived:
Los Angeles
Bakersfield
Santa Cruz
Santa Barbara
Teheran

Five places I've visited:
London
Paris
Rome
Athens
Moscow

Five favorite foods:
Chocolate Cherry Soy Ice Cream
Green tea
Persimmons
Apple crisp
Sour dough bread

Five blogs I visit regularly:
Rhonda's Ruminations
Used Kitty Litter
The Thin Pink Line
Acts of Resistance
It Is Always in the Undercurrents

Five places I'd rather be:
San Francisco
Portland, Oregon
Vancouver, Canada
Upstate New York
Nova Scotia

Okay, now I've got to turn off my computer and run. Got to see a friend and fight traffic to haul some brush to a recycling place.

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Okay. I wrote that post this morning. It's now about seven hours later. I went on a ten-mile bikeride with my friend Paulette. We stopped in at a healthfood store and ate deli salads (me tofu with raspberry vineagarette and Paulette with Chinese Chicken salad with sesame dressing). Then we went to a thrift store. She bought some display items to use when we go sell a bunch of stuff at the local flea market in June. I only found an old cast iron meat grinder with one of the wheel thingies missing for a dollar. It probably won't work, but whatdaya want for a dollar? It's like an antique and it's good for when I can no longer afford to use electricity for some appliance, when natural gas is like a thousand dollars a month. It looks like the one in the photo, except it doesn't have the round grinder things. Paulette kept falling over on her bike because she'd never ridden it before and nothing was adjusted. But we had fun and the spring day after so much rain was georgous.

Well, I don't think anyone is going to do lists of their own. Few are visiting my blog and fewer are commenting this week. Oh well. I'm still having fun as well as getting a lot of crap out of my system. I love reading the stuff on other adoptee/nmother blogs, so I guess I'll just take it easy, kick back, and keep writing whenever I get the urge, which is just about every day.