Three beautiful things from the last week:

1. Newly arrived clothing busts stand in the Macy’s window for a Valentine’s Day promotion. A naked mannequin leans just out of view, as if she is in the process of window dressing. (Sorry. Couldn’t resist the pun. Puns are beautiful too.)

2. An afternoon program at work is followed by a reception that features vegetarian sushi and samosas and a variety of desserts. This is particularly appreciated as it means I get to dine with friends instead of at home on my first night without Rudi.

3. Eddie Bauer had a sale recently where boots and pants were half off, so I ordered three items off their Web site. They arrived Tuesday and, to my great shock and delight, everything fit. I now have a pair of casual pants for spring, a new pair of cords for work, and a pair of dressy boots. Yay!

Bad news from today’s Telegraph: “Miss Marple: Murder is easy. Finding a new Marple isn’t”

I’m hoping they’re writing with sarcasm about wanting to pick someone so … un-Marple-like.

The challenge:

• link to your tagger and post these rules on your blog.
• share 5 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird.
• tag 5 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs.
• let them know they are TAGGED by leaving a comment on their blog.

Rudi knows I’m a bit weird, and I’m sure that’s why he tagged me. That or he knew I was sucker enough to come up with answers.

Oddly enough:

1. I do not like bananas or banana-flavored candy, although I like banana bread.
2. I can doze off while holding a full cup of tea and not spill any of it.
3. I keep an emergency box of Samoas in the freezer in case of a Very Bad Day. Luckily, since I stopped doing media relations, I haven’t had to dip into it. Samoas are this teetotaler’s version of a good stiff drink.
4. I own a snuggly green sweater that I stole from my brother who stole it from his best friend back in high school who stole it from his older sister.
5. As a child I managed one day to become covered head to foot by a swarm of ants. As such, ants only get one warning in my unfair system of which bugs survive in my house. Seeing multiple ants inside can utterly cause me to freak out.

I like to alter rules to fit my needs (it’s a good thing I’m not a politician!), so I’m not going to tag anyone specifically. If you have a blog and want to play along, then you’re it. If you lack a blog and want to have a go at this meme, please leave your random facts in the comments.