

I'm a legal immigrant, born in Quinsigamond (Massachusetts) - American Indian name, currently living in East Kurrajong-Australian Aboriginal name. Love Australia and Australians-would like to adopt Pat Rafter and/or Lleyton Hewitt!
My NIV for Bible Study. I'm not a cover-to-cover fiction reader, but do enjoy
periodicals, essays and historical reference books on arts and crafts, particularly
'The Gentle Arts', a collection of 200 years of Australian women's domestic
and decorative arts, a real treasure trove.
An after school job as a part time Christmas sales clerk , at age 16. I was posted to the men's pyjama and underwear section. My most valuable contribution to their sales figures was when I sold several pairs of what I thought were reasonably priced pyjamas-but later turned out to be nightshirts.
Detective or cop shows, documentaries- for no reason, except escapism.
The world's most famous fashion designer-my childhood dream-but I'm happy with what God has done with me anyway.
Two girlfriends and I were spending our first vacation (from our first fulltime jobs) at a place on Cape Cod. I had a few friends working there for the summer and it seemed like a good idea-also cheap. At the end of the day everyone rushed back from the beach to shower for dinner, but I was a bit slow claiming the shower just about the time the water was running low (I suspect it was a tank system). I managed to get a small burst of water, then nothing. But while I was wet it seemed sensible to 'soap' myself down until the water came on. Several minutes passed, the final dinner bell rang and there I was, covered in a fine mix of sand, salt and soap, by now all dried. I got dressed and appeared at the dining room-Miss Palmolive-to join my clean and shiny mates. The reception was hilarious, but I at least made it for dinner even if I felt like - a turtle!
It would have to be Jesus, first of all. Also Martin Luther, Billy Graham and all Christian Missionaries
Be there with Ron, my husband, confidant, best friend and all-round good
bloke.