So THAT's what that means!
About a month or so ago, my sister tagged me, but around here, ya go with the tide and the tide hit my computer. Onward and upward -
Favorite person (outside family): Oh, depending on my mood, it might be my hiLARious friend, Carrie - we tend to get into trouble when we spend too much time together, so we limit ourselves to occasional cookouts with our family and phone calls to rant about her jerky boss; I LOVE Russ and Cindra Coy, a wonderful couple at our church; and while we don't spend much time together (kids, homeschool moms, etc) I really like to blabber with my church friend, Mandy - her family is just as screwy as mine
Favorite Food: A good steak and steamed, fresh vegetables. And Cheesecake. And Brownies. And Coffee.
Quirks about me: Good grief, do I really need to answer this? I understand football; I remember my phone number from childhood; I can't tolerate the smell of anti-freeze; I eat beets out of the can; I don't use a microwave; I can't stand wearing shoes; I like Corona better than wine; (I also don't have the typical, American/Church-Person attitude that Christians don't drink alcohol - is that a religious quirk?); I actually like some of my kids' screamo music; the notion that Global Warming is real pushes me over the edge; I want a bunch more kids; I quote movies my kids can't watch, just to irritate them; that's enough - I can't give away all my secrets.
How would the person who loves you most describe you in ten words or less? (Ask them.) He can't describe me in 10 words - no one can.
Any regrets in life? Many. One of the biggest is that I spent too long living in the past.
Favorite Cause/Charity: Those closest to my heart include Operation Christmas Child,
Angelman Syndrome Foundation,
Ronald McDonald Houses, and giving to local causes like Gabe's school, which serves special needs/autism children.
Favorite Blog Recently: This should be no surprise.
Something you can't get enough of: Dumb question, not sure how to answer, so I'll go with "I like candles and Frank Sinatra"
Worst job you've ever had. First job! Being a nurses' aide was the be-all, end-all for some reason. (Not MY idea, but it was allowed - and WHY, I'll NEVER understand! There is NO WAY I would allow Savannah to do what I did at this job, when she's 16! No Way!!!) I worked at a nursing home that was in an old house, had poor plumbing, bad floor plans, and dirty old men. The home used cloth diapers. I lasted 4 days. Nope, Savannah won't be doing that kind of job anytime soon.
What job would you pay NOT to have. I would never want to be a social worker, investigator, attorney or judge in a child abuse case. I would rather go back to the nursing home!
If you could be a fly on a wall, where? So many walls, so little time. I'd start out with the home of the Walmart CEO to see if I can find out if he's really as non-human as I assume he must be, and how he can sleep at night knowing he's doing business with China at breakneck speed; then I'd zip over to the Exxon Mobil mansions to see how my money is being utilized there; for lunch, I'd like to see what plans George Bush has for America after he finishes his "term"; for dinner, I'll go to Howie Mandel's plate, because he won't bother to smack me, with him being a germaphobe and all...I'll make sure I blow him razzberry kisses; I'll finish off the day with...oh crap, I didn't make it - that stupid fly paper got me again!
Favorite Bible verse right now: Jeremiah 29:11-13 "For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart."
Guilty pleasure? Going for coffee alone; it's a treat when I take Savannah, it's a secret when I go alone because she tends to get a little cranky about that!
Got any confessions? Are you a priest? I'm not Catholic. Go away!
If you HAD to spend $1,000 on YOURSELF, how would you spend it? I would fly to Texas and smell my nephew's laundry. I'm not being weird! Every once in a while, I get a whiff of the laundry detergent my sister washes his clothes with, and it makes me want to squeeze the stuffing out of him, but being 1100 miles away limits that opportunity somewhat. With the cost of fuel hitting all industries including the airlines, if there's any money left over, I would spend the rest on custom undergarments of the sexy variety. Or, I would kidnap Tom from work and spend a long weekend in Hocking Hills at this place.
Favorite thing about your house? Our house has gorgeous woodwork, which is what sold us on it. Of course, the fact that our former house had 60 days until the wrecking ball took a swipe at it encouraged the hastening of a home purchase, but that's another story. I love my house.
Least favorite thing about your house? We don't have much closet space, we're not in the country, we have one bathroom, the kitchen is boring and smallish, and we have no place for kids to have friends over and be "separate yet seen" for movies, etc. But we've got nice woodwork.
One thing you're bad at: Keeping my mouth shut when witnessing stupid.
One thing you're good at: Seeing comedy in most situations
If you could change one thing about your circumstances, what? I would be more organized, and I would figure out a way to make money without leaving my kids, so my husband doesn't have to work 70 hour weeks.
Who would you like to meet someday? Fred G. Sanford, if he were a real person. But since he's not, I'd like to meet Homer Hickam. For whatever reason, I really like his books. Carol Burnett. Jimmy Stewart and Ronald Reagan, but not if I have to die to meet them.
What makes you feel sexy? When Tom hears a song that makes him think about me, and tells me about it. Or when he whispers something raunchy in my ear that should make me blush if anyone else hears it (I rarely blush, though)
Who is your real life hero? Webster's Dictionary defines the word "hero" as "an object of extreme admiration and devotion, a man admired for his achievements and noble qualities, one that shows great courage" and Tom exceeds that criteria - it also defines "hero" as "a mythological or legendary figure often of divine descent endowed with great strength or ability, an illustrious warrior, the principal male character in a literary or dramatic work, the central figure in an event, period, or movement" - that would probably be David, in the Bible - a whiner and complainer, yes, but he also knew how to throw a party, right down to the dancing naked part, AND he was "a man after God's own heart"
What is the hardest part of your job? Believing that I really am doing the right thing, when so much around me looks like I'm failing.
When are you most relaxed? When all the bills are paid and I still have money for milk
What stresses you out? Looking at my calendar; deadlines; financial pressure. Other than that, I'm pretty easy going!
What can you not live without? Tom. And then there's always air, come to think of it.
Do you agree or disagree with the recent article that reported that blogs are authored by narcissists? What article? I'm too busy writing about myself. Hey, it's my blog, so chances are pretty likely I'm gonna talk about myself somewhat. But everyone else is fair game, too, especially if ya do something stupid! Hopefully I amuse. I'm pretty sure I've offended. Shrug. Get over yourselves. The rest of us had to.
Why do you blog? I'm hoping to be discovered someday, and I want the world to be able to look back and see the real me, how I lived, what I fought for, who my friends were. I want my blog address to be worth millions so my heirs will be incredibly wealthy when the rights to my memoirs are sold at Sotheby's for many, many zeroes.
Apparently, there are some rules involved with this episode, and I'm supposed to tag:
Two Newish Bloggers:
Two Blog Friends:
The problem here is that I actually don't read a ton of blogs, so I don't know who's new and who's old. I also don't know that any of my personal friends actively blog. So I'll just go with the 2 below, and if they wanna play, they can!
Two Bloggers I'd Like To Know Better: We think maybe it isn't a good idea for us to be friends, because Shelly and I have waaaaaaaaay to much in common. But I think we're related somehow.
And Dorothy. She has the size of family I have always wanted, and she still hasn't pulled her hair out!