50 Questions

I don’t even know why I like this stuff.  But I do.  Some of these questions are, um, slightly wierd.  Like #2.  I copied this from a blog I came across.  Forgive the wierdness. 

1. Do you like cheese?
Yes, in moderation. 

2. Have you ever smoked heroin?  [WTH?]  Okay, the answer to this question is NO.  However, had the answer been yes, I still would have said no.  So I guess you’ll never really know for sure now, will you.  No Mom, the answer is no. 

3. Do you own a gun?
No. 

4. Your favorite song?
I really don’t have one.

5. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments?
Always.  I don’t like being inspected.  I rehearse answers to questions they will undoubtedly ask.  I try to sound oh-so-intelligent.  Actually, one of them asked me if I had “worked in medicine” once.  So there.  Clearly, I sound very intellectual. 

6. What do you think of hot dogs?
I prefer not to.  I think the concept of ground up leftover meat parts is foul.  But I love how they smell. 

7. What’s your favorite Christmas song?
O Holy Night by Josh Groban and only Josh Groban.  The one by Clay Aiken makes me want to throw up.  I don’t know why.  It just does.

8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning?
Coffee

9. Can you do push ups?
Yes, but only a couple.  Like MAYBE seven.

10. Is your bathroom clean?
I plead the fifth.  

11. What’s your favorite piece of jewelry?
The diamond earrings that The Man bought for our tenth anniversary.  Love them.  

12. Favorite Hobby?
Gardening.   

13. What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex?
What?  Lure who?  I don’t think I possess that ability any more.   

14. Do you have A.D.D.?
No.  But this is getting boring, and I’m beginning to wonder if I can finish another 36 questions.

15. What one trait do you hate about yourself?
Hmmm…there are so many…my temper. 

16. Middle Name?
Louise

17. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment?
Hey, it’s sunny out for the first time in about 8 days.

Who is really going to read this anyway?

What am I going to eat before the kids get home?

18. Name the last 3 things you have bought?
Back pack, bug spray (it was lemon eucalyptus and is worked rather well, fyi), rain poncho.  

19. Name 3 things you usually drink?
Wine, coffee, beer.  Because I’m all about keeping myself healthy.

20. Current worry right now?
That I need to get that kindergarten paperwork filled out.

21. Current hate? or pet peeve?
People not caring for their property. 

22. Favorite place to be?
My yard.  My home.

23. How did you bring in the New Year?
I think I might have been awake.  

24. Where would you like to go?
Someplace sunny.  Or maybe to sleep.

25. Name three people who will complete this and return?
I’m not sending it around.  But maybe I should.  I’d just love to know which of you people out there have smoked heroine.

26. Do you own slippers?
Nope.  I can’t find the right ones.   

27. What shirt are you wearing?
White long sleeved t-shirt

28. Do you like sleeping on satin sheets?
I really don’t know to be honest. 

29. Can you whistle?
Yes

30. Favorite color?
Orange   

31. Would you be a pirate?
I don’t really understand the point of that question.  Who would be a pirate?

32. What songs do you sing in the shower?
None.  I think about all the stuff I have to do that day    

33. Favorite girl’s name?
Kate , Violet

34. Favorite boy’s name?
Henry or Charlie

35. What’s in your pocket right now?
nothing               

36. Last thing that made you laugh?
Talking about how Mike says he’ll NEVER EVER do something gross when he becomes a parent.  Like, he’ll never ever wipe his baby’s runny nose with anything other than a tissue.  Right.  You just keep on telling yourself that, pal.  The denial will keep you sane a little while longer…

37. Best bed sheets as a child?
Where do these questions come from?  Mom, how come you never bought me special sheets?  Why are 4% of the questions on this related to bedsheets.  That’s a little strange, imho.

38. Worst injury you’ve ever had?
I broke my toe.  I dropped a full jar of pickles on it.  I lost my grip on the jar, and in a moment of rare brilliance, I stuck my stocking foot out to keep the jar from denting my floor.  And I was very successful.  And then I couldn’t walk properly for two weeks.  Good times…

39. Do you love where you live?
Yes.

40. How many TVs do you have in your house?
2 that work.  The Man thinks we should save the others, in case we want to fix them some day.  Right.

41. Who is your loudest friend?
I don’t think I have any loud friends…

42. Who is your most silent friend?
I don’t know.  We’re all kind of the same.

43. Does someone have a crush on you?
Right.  I’m thirty eight and wrinkley.

44. Do you wish on shooting stars?
Yes.

45. What is your favorite book?
To Kill a Mockingbird.

46. What is your favorite candy?
I don’t discriminate.  And I mean that seriously.  

47. Favorite Sports Team?
The Hokies.

48. What song do you want played at your funeral?
What?  Who thinks about this stuff?

49. What were you doing 12 AM last night?
Sleeping.

50. What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up?
About what I would get done this morning before the kids got up.

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There you have it.  More useless information you have about me.  Please leave me a comment and tell me I’m not the only one that has never had special sheets.  But if you’ve smoked a little heroin, I really don’t need to know about that, thankyouverymuch.

My Haundbag (as in handbag, but with the snooty accent)

Or at least that’s what I think it is. 

Because surely, it ain’t no purse. 

There is a little meme going around about what kind of handbag you carry.  I read Darcie’s Post on it and figured I’d jump in.  You know, you can tell a lot about a person by the kind of handbag she carries.  Or at least it seems like you could. 

The haundbag was a Christmas gift from The Man.  Yes, he did it all by himself.  Totally his idea, I had nothing to do with it.  It is perfect for me.  I love it.  Ab-so-lute-ly love it.  

Didn’t he do a lovely job?  It’s a black, textured leather handbag from Coach.  Yes, it was rather expensive, but he got a great deal on it, so it wasn’t as expensive as it could have been.  I don’t remember the exact coinage.

I am one of those people that like expensive handbags.  I know, it’s kind of hoity toity, but I just like ‘em.  I am also one of those people that doesn’t spend money on herself very often.  So I end up carrying around an old beat-up diaper bag 2 years past diaper stage. 

Maybe The Man was just embarassed for me…

Or of me… 

Anyhoo, I don’t really have the budget to buy a new bag every season, so I’ll just enjoy this one for a few or ten years. 

Oh, and just so you know, The Man also got me a toaster for Christmas. 

Back off ladies.  He’s Mine!

(I had to say that because Darcie said it was funny.)

Pets

Jenny at Our Daily Bigtop tagged me for a pets meme.  So, let’s get on with it…

1. What is the first pet you remember?
Yasha, our husky.  I don’t remember a lot about him, honestly, I was pretty young when we had to let go of him.  My mom says he was a very gentle, but very wild dog.  He needed a lot of activity, being a husky.  You know, they’re working dogs.

2. How many different kinds of pets have you owned?
Yasha-husky

Najo, a long haired guinea pig.  This guinea pig was unlike any other.  She was really wonderful.  My 3rd grade teacher gave her to me, and I adored her.  And then we got another one, Docker, and one afternoon we were surprised to find they had multiplied.  Go figure.

Ace, Deuce and Jack, my mice.  Ace and Deuce were your typical white snake food.  Sweet things, really, but also really stinky.  Jack was black and white.  Oh, he was CUTE. 

Frisbee, my little cocker spaniel/terrier mix.  She was also a dandy of a pet.  Unfortunately, she developed a terrible skin condition which made her hair fall out, and she smelled awful.  I think now it was mange, but at the time, the vet said no.  I still think it was mange.  Because you know, I know a lot more about canine skin conditions than veteranarians do.   I’m savvy.

 Dieter, my black lop-eared rabbit.  Now, folks, this rabbit had some personality.  He would lay like a baby in your arms.  That is rather unusual for a rabbit, in case you didn’t know.  And he would lick my neck when I held him.  Now, this is apparently akin to a cat dropping a half-dead mouse at your feet…it is a real honor.  Whatever, it was funny.  I’d never heard of a rabbit licking a person affectionately before.  He was also particular about his treats.  He would not eat a carrot whole; I had to shave it for him.  And when we left him out of his pen for too long, he would get territorial and lunge at you and growl.  Yes, he would growl.  Have you ever heard of a growling, licking bunny?!  He was great… 

I also had a fish in college, he was a brackish fish, a spotted puffer.  Beautiful fish.  He had a white belly and a yellow back with black spots.  He didn’t actually puff, so not sure why he was called a puffer.  I named him Puffer, because remember, I’m very clever with the names.  For fun I sometimes called him Puffy.  He had personality, too.  Whenever you walked into a room, he would dart over to the side of the tank and follow you around.  And he would eat from you hand.  He was great.

Then, there was Coco, my chocolate lab.  I could write a book about his dog.  I loved him with all my heart.  And I still miss him every single day.  He’s the reason I want another dog.  He’s the reason I don’t want another dog…I’m afraid no dog will ever measure up to him. 

Finally, Sonny.  Our black lab.  Sonny was tough.  I miss him, and I wish we had done better by him.  But he is very happy now, and very well behaved.  And a beautiful, beautiful dog.   

3. What was your strangest pet?
Strangest…I’d say Dieter was strange in the sense that he just didn’t fit the bunny mold.  The whole growling, licking thing was quirky. 

4. What is your dream pet?
A big ol’ dog.  A big ol’ sweet dog.  Coco.  If I could have another Coco, that’s what I’d pick.  He had his little problems, too, like the hair…the hair was just, well, hairy.  But he was really something special. 

5. What is your nightmare pet?
I don’t really know…

6. Your best/ funniest pet story…
I could tell you a million stories about Coco, I really could. 

When we used to go to all the Hokie games (before we had kids), we would come home from work on Friday night, pack up the car and head out of town.  Coco knew we were leaving and he would run and jump in the car and wait.  He would sit in there for an hour, or however long it took us, just waiting, watching us pack.  He was always so excited to get in the car with us.  He would go everywhere with us.  We actually had to use words like “automobile” and “vehicle,” because if he heard the word “car” he would freak out and start barking and jumping and running around like an animal possessed.  Good times.  For real. 

7. Tell your worst/saddest pet story…
Too painful.  I watched him go out of this world.  But I wouldn’t have let him go alone. 

8. Did you ever have a scary animal experience?
Yes.  Once, when I was in elementary school…maybe 12 or so, we had gotten our Frisbee, and hade her spayed.  Well, I guess it was a day or two after, stitches still fresh, and she yanked them right out.  Her innards slopped out, and thank goodness my dad was home from work for lunch.  They took her to the vet, stitched her back up and she was fine. 

9. What was your favorite pet?
I guess that’s obvious.  Coco. 

10. What did you really want to tell us about pets that didn’t fit into the other questions?
Right now, we don’t have a dog.  I can’t remember a time in my life, other than this, that we didn’t have a dog.  I want my kids to have a dog.  I want that presence in our house.  I really do.  It’s just not the right time, and I’m not foolish enough to think I can pull it off.  In a couple years.  The kids ask all the time, and each time I try to explain to them that it wouldn’t be right to get a dog now.  It wouldn’t be good for any of us, even the dog.  I don’t think they understand how much it takes. 

What I’d really like to do is surprise them one day.  That would be awesome.

And now I must tag four people…so the lucky four are:

Lisa

Rebecca

Marcy

BM

More Tidbits…

…because I’m tired people.  And I’m still sick.  Yep, it’s been a month now, and I can’t shake it.  So here are a few little bits of things to keep you entertained…

1.  “THE MUSIC DIDN’T SUCK.”  Yes folks, this was an advertisement for a church that I received in the mail.  First of all, I don’t go to Mass because the music “doesn’t suck”.  I go to worship God.  Second of all, isn’t the word “suck” kind of a misfit for a church ad???

2.  On Friday evening, my little boy had a baseball game.  Can I just say how much I am enjoying the baseball–seriously.  I didn’t think I would really get that into it, but I really do enjoy the games!  Anyway, it was a 6:00 game, and I fed the kids early but of course not me, because why would I do something good for myself?  So when I got home from the game, I grabbed a beer and a bag of chow mein noodles.  Yes, I ate 1/3 bag of chow mein noodles and a beer for supper.  And I wonder why I can’t get over this cold…

3.  Here is my friend:

Isn’t he cute?!  Actually, I’m not sure of his sex.  Or should I say gender?  I think we used to say sex, and now we have to say gender.  Whatever.  I love this little frog.  He is on our deck every.single.day.  He sits in the same spot all day long, and then at night he disappears.  The next day, he’s in a different spot.  It’s sort of like hide and seek.  This has been going on all summer, and now fall.  I think I’m going to give him a name.  I’ll let you know what I come up with.  And it’ll be better than “froggy,” which is what I’ve been calling him.

We also have a chipmunk friend.  He is too quick for me to get a photograph.  I think he has a nest under our sidewalk in the front garden.  He likes to dig in the pot of petunias on our stoop, and he makes a rather large mess of the mulch.  He digs in it and flicks it all on the sidewalk.  I call him Chippy.  Yes, it’s very original.  I’m sure Henry get’s his creative naming abilities from me.

4.  In addition to dreams about accounting and husbands leaving, I am now dreaming about not having anything to blog about.  Oh the pressure, people!

5.  I still have 135 bulbs to go…  I have had time to plant not a one of them.

6.  Apple tarts make a delightful breakfast.  Another reason I’m not well, I’m sure. 

7.  Ella loves to read.  Here she is, on the couch, reading Jemima Puddleduck.  Don’t you just love to say Jemima Puddleduck?  And also Mrs. Tiggywinkle. 

Unfortunately, she doesn’t stay in this position long.  She’s a mover.

8.  I got this “one word” meme from my sister.  Henry answered it, too.  Here are his answers:

1. Where is your  cell phone?  over there
2. Where is your  significant other?  work
3. Your  hair?  red
4. Your  mother? ears
5. Your  father?  ears
6. Your favorite  thing?  cars
7. Your dream  last night? monsters
8. Your  dream/goal?  Wolverine! 
9 . The room you’re in? my room
10. Your hobby? play
11. Your  fear? dinosaurs
12. Where do you  want to be in 6 years?  baseball
13. Where were  you last night? bed
14. What you’re  not? in the storage
15.  Muffins? food
16. One of your  wish list items? Cheerios
17. Where  you grew up? with food
18. The last  thing you did?  went to bed
19. What are you  wearing? clothes
20. Your TV? right there
21. Your pet?  toad
22. Your  computer? up there
23. Your life?  I don’t know
24. Your  mood? sick
25. Missing  someone? Mama
26. Your  car?  Daddy’s
27. Something  you’re not wearing? undershirt
28. Favorite  store? Target
29. Your  summer?  Fall
30. Love  someone?  Ella
31. Your  favorite color? Black
32. When is the  last time you laughed?  When Kate maked me laugh.
33. Last  time you cried?  When someone hit me.
34. Who will resend this?  turn it off.

He likes the frog, too.  And Target.  And food.  He is a boy after my own heart. 

9.  We’re going to a Hokie football game this weekend.  I’m excited and nervous and dreading it all at once.  I’m certain I will have stories to tell when I get home, and at least for a while, will not have that blog-fodder nightmare.

10.  Did you happen to see the Virginia Tech v. Nebraska game on Saturday night?!  I’m so proud of my Hokies!!!  Woohoo!!!  Yes, things are looking up in Blacksburg.

LET’S GO…

HOKIES!!!

Alrighty, quiet time (and I use that term loosely) is over now.  Must go hang with Hank.

Tagged with a Meme

Alrighty.  The BM tagged me for a meme…  I’ve been sitting on this for a while.  Partly because I’m sick.  Partly because I’m busy.  Partly because I don’t really know the answers until I sit down and think about it, and who has time to think?  But it is on my to-do list, and that always gives me motivation.  So here goes…

Rules:

1. Write about 5 specific ways blogging has affected you, either positively or negatively.
2. link back to the person who tagged you
3. link back to this parent post
4. tag a few friends or five, or none at all
5. post these rules— or just have fun breaking them

Alrighty then, here we go…

1.  Blogging has given me a creative outlet.  I have never enjoyed writing.  Until now that is.  Maybe that is because I never felt that I had anything interesting to write about.  Not that turtle sex, boogers and the like are all that terribly interesting, but hey, for me, it works. 

2.  Blogging has encouraged me to take a lot more pictures.  I love photography (mainly photos of my children), and I love editing the photos.  Again, it’s a creative outlet. 

3.  It eats up all my free time.  Both reading blogs and writing posts.  Major time killer.   But an enjoyable one.  It’s kind of like my drug of choice.  Well, that and chocolate.  And wine.  Can’t forget the wine.

4.  I am now having stress-out dreams about not having enough blog fodder.  You see, the accounting and husband-leaving me dreams were not enough to keep me up at night, so I now have something else to focus my worries on. 

5.  It feeds my ego.  I mean, I like it when someone says something nice about something I wrote.  Motherhood is a tough job.  It’s sometimes thankless, sometimes dirty, sometimes mundane.  Once, after a particularly tough day, my husband asked me what I wanted motherhood to be like, what did I expect it would be like.  I remember saying, and I’m paraphrasing here, that I thought I would be appreciated more (and that I wouldn’t be so tired all the time, but that doesn’t really have anything to do with this answer).  So I guess the comments are like positive reinforcement…people appreciate something that I’ve done.     

I am tagging no one.  That would require extra thinking.  And folks, it is late.  I’m signing off…

A-Z About Me

My friend at Our Daily Big Top tagged me for this meme, and since I simply love to talk about moi, I happily obliged!  With further delay…

A. Attached or single?  attached, of course.  How could a catch like me be single?

B. Best friend?  You mean other than my husband?  I have a few very best friends…love them all

C. Cake or Pie?  Cookies. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

D. Day of Choice?  Saturday I think. 

E. Essential Item?  Wine.  Kidding…  I’d say my computer.  

F. Favorite Color? orange.  It’s the happiest color. 

G. Gummy bears or worms?  Aren’t they the same thing just in a different shape???  I’d say bears.  Worms are just gross. 

H. Home state?  Virginia

I. Favorite indulgence?  Lobster with butter

J. January or July?  July by far.  If we got snow in January, like I mean a reasonable amount, I might enjoy it more.   

K. kids?  Absolutely.  8 little feet in this house

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

L. Life isn’t complete without?  wine.  No, I jest again.  Family.

M. Marriage date?  October 19

N. Number of brothers & sisters? 1 brother, 3 sisters

O. oranges or apples?  Apples.  Unless we’re talking about color.  Then I’d have to go with oranges; please refer to ‘F.’  Or scent.  I’d choose orange there, too.  Unless it was ‘apples & cinnamon.’ 

P. Phobias?  Claustro. 

Q. Quotes?  “It is no small thing when they, who are so fresh from God, love us.”

R. reasons to smile?  Four of them, every day.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

S. season of choice?  Autumn, by far.  

T. tag peeps! I’m going to pass on this one, since I just tagged a bunch of people the other day.  I don’t want to be the tupperware mom and make everyone participate in my party!  I’ll get y’all next time!

U. unknown fact about me?  If I tell you that, it’ll be one less interesting factoid I can add to my 100th post.   

V. vegetable?  Hmmm.  Maybe tomatoes.  Which is technically a fruit.  Or avocados.  I guess that’s a fruit, too.  How about lettuce?  Or spinach?  I love veggies.  OH–asparagus!  Or brussels sprouts!  I could eat those every day!  And beets.  Clearly I have no favorite.  I don’t discriminate against any veggies. 

W. worst habit?  Working myself up into a lather over trivial things.  Like the fact that question man keeps putting the sprinkler out and we’re going to have the only green lawn in town, and the largest water bill.

X. X-ray or ultrasound? Is there anything more captivating that watching your unborn child on ultrasound? 

Y. your favorite food?  Again, I don’t discriminate.  Food is my friend.

Z. Zodiac sign?  Pisces

Feel free to play along if you want!  Let me know if you do, so I can read your answers!  Over and out.

Watch Out Hemingway, Here I Come!

Hemingway once said he could sum up his life in six words:  “For Sale, Baby Shoes, Never Worn.”  Authors Larry Smith and Rachel Fershleiser took that idea and compiled the book Not Quite What I Was Planning:  Six Word Memoirs by Writers Famous & Obscure.  So there is this meme going around to write your own 6 word memoir, and Lisa at Take 90 West has tagged me for it.  I’d seen this one before, and wondered how on earth you can take your entire life and describe it in 6 words?  Do I start from birth?  Do I include where I’ve been and where I’m headed?  Shall I act as though my life has come to an end?  I am way too analytical for all this “six word” business.  I can over-analyze a sock if I’m in the mood to.   Well, to narrow it down a bit for myself, I’m going to go with my current life, as it is today.  Here goes: 

Boogers — I See Them Every Day.  (Yep)

My Next Meal?  Kids’ Leftover Food. (Sad, but sometimes true)

Crumbs Are Always Under My Feet. 

Dry Clean Only?  No Thank You.

Someday I Will Go Pee Alone.  (I can dream can I not?)

Sticky Fingerprints Cover My French Doors. (Yes they do, and I like it that way thankyouverymuch).

Soccer, Baseball And Ballet, Oh My.

Supper–Like It Or Lump It.  (Still don’t know what “lump it” means)

My Husband Puts Up With Me.  (Poor Man…) 

Those Are All Humorous, But True.  And I Can Think Of More… 

Four Kids Ago, I Was Pretty.

Now I’m Tired All The Time.   Dark Circles Appear Under My Eyes.  Maybe If I Slept Past 5:00am…  Coffee Doesn’t Help Much At All.

And finally,

Trying To Be A Good Mommy.

Waiting For The Next Oatmeal Kiss.

Holding Hands, Long As I Can. 

All My Dreams Have Come True.  (except for the one where I have my own beach house.  Still waiting on that one…)

The kids and I all sat around at lunchtime speaking in six word sentences.  That is frustrating.  So…

Before I Lose My Mind…  I Need To Pass This Along.  

The rules are simple:

1. Write your own six word memoir.

2. Post it to your blog including a visual illustration if you would like.

3. Link to the person who tagged you in your post and to this original post http://bookbabie.wordpress.com/2008/02/18/6-word-memior-meme if possible so we can track it as it travels across the blogsphere.

4. Tag 5 more blogs with links.

So I tag:

Citystreams

Suzanne

Marcy

Kelly

Katie

Enjoy Counting Your Fingers All Day.  Have I Nothing Better To Do?  I Am Tired; Must Get Sleep.  Have Fun Girls, I Sure Did!

Okay, I’m Going For Real Now.

Man, This Could Go On Forever.

I Don’t Know How To Stop….

Useless Information Regarding Me

Here is a Meme…I was not tagged, I’ve never been tagged…maybe someday.  That’s when you hit the big leagues, I think.  I’m still in the minors.  Anyway, here goes:

What were you doing ten years ago?  Ten years ago, I sat at a desk, staring at a computer.  Married and childless, and wondering when I was going to start my dream job of being a mommy.

What are five things on your to-do list? 

1.  Discuss Henry’s IEP with his teacher.

2.  Plant the last pink thrift.  And the hanging baskets.

3.  Dust.  (it’s been on the list for some time…oh how I hate to dust)

4.  Laundry.

5.  Buy flowers for teacher gifts.

What are five snacks you enjoy?

1.  homemade herb & sesame pita chips with homemade hummus

2.  oreos and milk

3.  green apple slices with parmesan shavings

4.  grape tomatoes

5.  cottage cheese doubles…especially the peach kind.

Name some things you would do if you were a millionaire.  I would buy a beach house.  I would invest lots, and I would donate some serious money to benefit canines.  I have a very soft spot for dogs, you know.  I think I might also take some nice family vacations…nothing extravagant, but we would be able to travel a little more than we do now.  Well, okay, a LOT more than we do now.  The rest would benefit other charities.

Name some places you have lived.  Never lived anywhere other than here…Virginia.

Name some bad habits you have.  Nitpicking.  Holding a grudge.  Not complimenting people enough.  I think the compliments in my head, but they just don’t come out of my mouth.  I’m a perfectionist. 

Name some jobs you have had.  KFC-yeah, that was the bomb.  That was my first job, I think I was 15.  Worked at a Montessori school, a frozen yogurt store, a library in college, and I did accounting. 

Name those whom you are tagging.  Okay, I’ll tag Citystreams.