Thursday, February 26, 2009


Does anyone else here think that it's been one long ass week?

Please advise.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Walking In Someone Else's Shoes

I am still feeling angry about my text messages being passed on. I do realize I should let go, but like others who have betrayed me, I have hard time moving on (thanks EBF for the baggage, 'preciate it!)

For the second night in a row, my girl has come out to the kitchen, to hang with me, while I throw together dinner. Last night was a disaster, as there was more discussion about her friend C. the boy who she wants to stay with us at the upcoming convention. I made her cry. Because, you know, I don't want to share my expensive hotel room and she is not able to wrap her teenage brain around why that is. So I offered up taking everyone by train, all three days. Yes, I'm nice but you know what? This is my baby and it's a birthday gift and if this gets us past it, I'm willing to put it out there (although it will suck, yo!).

Now I knew this "change in plans" would cause issues once it reached my friend M. Tonight I asked my girl outright if she did indeed read my text messages. She said yes, she saw two of them. I appreciate her honestly.

And it just made me more mad. I think mostly at myself. I need to not put it in writing, I need to say it. Otherwise those words could fall into hands I don't want them to be in (you'd think I'd of learned that with the whole boss/blog thing but ... clearly not).

So, I got a few text messages from M. Freaking out again, because her daughter J. told her about the train idea. And stress, stress, stress. I thought about sending those texts to her daughter but then realized that I need to be the better person. Why am I not spiteful?

I called M. I told her about my girl and how sad she was and why I put out the train option. I also told her that I am not canceling anything and I will call C.'s Mom and see what the deal is but I can't build Rome in a day, I have other priorities. And I listened to M. and heard her go on and on about all the trouble she is having with J. and how she is responding to it (badly in my opinion), I realized something. I have a really good relationship with my girl.

When, I told my girl I was still angry about the text messages and she said this to me ...

"At some point you have to move on Mom."

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Second Helping

First - I dreamt last night that while I was out, the police, came and took all three kids away and gave them to Social Services (glares at JennyJ because in the dream we were out together). I couldn't find the number for the police or get the phone to dial properly .....

.... I woke up ... thank goodness ....

Second - I dreamt immediately following the first one, that I was married to my brother-in-law (which, ew) and were staying with his neurotic friend who had a big house with eight bedrooms. I was commenting on all the bedrooms and my BIL said to me, well that's because he had lots of children. Then I said "Well if I had a house with eight bedrooms I'd have lots of kids too." and then HE SAID "That's what you have me for"

.... I woke up to the alarm ... dear sweet alarm .... kisses ....

SIDE NOTE: I then got up, brushed my teeth and hopped in the shower, where I started rinsing and crushed a spider on my shoulder.

Then I may have quietly screamed and covered its dead body with a facecloth.

Monday, February 23, 2009

The End of an Era

Dear Mr. C,

I think today was one of the hardest moments of my life. To fully understand why, I'd like to take a few minutes and go back. Back five years. When you took my then eight year old son and sat him down in front of the piano and began to teach him the fundamentals of playing. You taught him, tempos. You taught him to read music. You shared more than just your gift with him, you cared.

There have been many hurdles over the years. Many songs not practiced. Frustration in not being able to readily hit the notes in the proper sequence to make the song. I have sat in the waiting room and painstakingly listened to it all, over the years.

You stood by my son. You always encouraged him and for that we will always be grateful. To say that he was not a challenge to your determination would be an understatement. For several years now, at home, we have been frustrated with the lack of "wanting". Practicing barely and not showing us that he shares the same "love" of music that you do all the while he insists vehlmently that he does.

I made a decision yesterday and it was a long time coming. With the economy the way it is, the lacking of progressing what it has always been and the cost of lessons rising to $22 a week, I sat my son down and told him the truth. We simply cannot afford the expense any longer.

He was sad. He cried. He understood and then he did something that amazed me. He moved on. He didn't dwell on it, he went back to what he was doing. It looked to me like he didn't give it a second thought. But then today, when I asked him to get ready, he came back with a small gift to give you and his music book.

I never thought it would be this hard to let go. It's easy to decide to no longer fund the expense but it's hard to face the music. You handled the news well but I could read the sadness in your eyes. We both agreed that this is temporary and that someday he would come back. While I hope that it does happen, until then, we always remember you with great fondness.

You are a good man and I miss you already.
God Bless,

Sunday, February 22, 2009

How It All Works Out (Sorry Its Long)

It all started with a request to go to this. My daughter has been participating in this Anime club after school, all year, and they talk about it frequently. Now that it is getting closer, there is more discussion about it. From what I gather.

Now, my daughter's birthday is in March and my plan was to surprise here with tickets (for her and I) to go and to spend the night in the city. A girls weekend kinda of thing. But she really really wants to go, so she kept asking me if she was going and did I get tickets, etc. So I finally told her the week before Christmas that I had gotten us tickets and I left it at that. She was so excited and told me how she has no problem with me going. While I'm sure she would be fine, I love conventions and I don't mind doing my own thing while she does her. Plus it's the city. Fun.

One of the girls I went to Middle School with is now a travel agent in the city. I asked her if she could get me one night in a decent hotel, without my having to give up a leg and a couple of arms. True to her kind nature and connections, she is able to get me a double room, with the possibility to upgrade to a suite (I'll know how possible as it gets closer) for two nights. Which is really exciting for both my girl and for me. I had to tell her that by doing this, that's her gift from us this year. Her response YAY.

Now in the meantime my daughter has a core group of three girlfriends and two guy friends. Which is great. Two of the girlfriends parents are my friends, which I find is even better. I like everyone but those parents all have different parenting styles than I do. The mom I'm the closest with, is the most different. And it is her daughter J, that my daughter is closest to.

J has been asking/begging/demanding (I'm not really sure which, since any of the combinations will get her mom to give in and she always gives in) to get tickets to the convention and wants to know if they can stay in the city too. I had offered to have them stay with us and to split the room cost a while ago but J's mom has many things going on in her life and didn't have time to discuss it with me and that she wanted to "schedule" time for us to sit down and go over the details.

Go ahead laugh. I did. I couldn't meet her schedule so she called me one night and explained J was freaking out about the whole convention and how she wanted to go and they didn't have a plan yet, etc. So I went over what my plan was and she said that they woudl like to go too and they would pay half. Excellent. Progress.

One day later I was sitting in a waiting room, when I got a text from her asking if S. (one of the other three girls) is staying with us too? And how that wasn't the plan we discussed so she told J that S wasn't staying with us. Ummm okay. So I asked her if it was a problem? S. is poor. S. lives with her uncle and grandfather. S. is a sweet sweet girl. Truth be known, I'd of worked out something for her to get a ticket and go. After my saying is isn't a big deal, M. replied back that if it was okay with me, it was okay with her. Problem solved.

THEN I get a text about C. J. is telling her mom that I have said it was okay for C. to be in the room also. I'm getting aggrevated now because before she was involved, there were no issues. It was going to be fun. For me and for my girl. So C. is a boy. He's a nice boy, gpa 4.0 boy, polite boy but a needy boy. I have known him and his family for many years. In my mind, 1 boy + 5 girls = No WAY. M texts to me that J told her that my daughter said I had agreed C could stay in the room with us. I'm pretty sure I didn't agree to that. So I tell M, in text and I ask her not to tell J. that I said that, I will talk to my OWN daughter myself about C. THEN I ask if we can quit with all this drama already, because this is suppose to be a "fun" thing. Not filled with issues and panic every five seconds. This was over a week ago now.

In the meantime, I had a chat with my girl about C. And she wasn't happy about him not going. I explained to her that we are all sharing a small room (maybe not, but that's beside the point) and I don't want a boy there and neither does J's mom. She was disappointed and wasn't sure what to tell C. They had already told him he could stay. I offered to tell him but she said no, she'd figure something out. I said, C. has plenty of time to figure out something else, it will be fine. Nothing more was said.

UNTIL, Yesterday. Yesterday, and just about every Saturday, I shop with J's mom, M. We go to Market Basket and it works out well. I drive, she gets me caffeine and coupons if I need them and we chat.

Dudes? Yesterday was the worst trip ever. M did nothing but complaint about how frustrated she is with J and her attitude. Apparently J is talking about all the things she will be doing during the Anime Convention and it includes leaving it and having pizza at Pizzeria Reginia's with the High School Group that is going. And that several of the Seniors will have a hotel room, which they invited anyone who needs a place to stay to go there (so see C will be fine :-). Well M, went ballistic on her daughter and said she will not be wondering around and blah, blah, blahdee, blahda. Then J said it was all M's fault that C. couldn't stay in the room with us.

(Frankly I do not understand why M would even engage J in any talk about it because clearly J is playing on M's anxieties, fears, concerns, etc.)

Then M. tells me how after arguing with J about it, she then sent J the text messages between ME and M. So, I pulled over and kicked her out of the jeep. Alright, I didn't. But I wanted to. Instead, I took the adult route and asked her NOT TO DO THAT AGAIN. Ummm hello? I am not ammunition in the war between M and J. NOT! M. apologized but not before she told me six ways to Sunday that she was trying to make a point with J. The point being that C. would not be staying with us.

I live in the world where parents arguing with their teenage daughters don't have to justify what they are saying with the proof of another parents TEXT MESSAGE. Not. Cool.

J is M's youngest child. M cannot give her girl any space at all. She is constantly monitoring her. My girl is the oldest and I'm ready to give her space. (Like Pizzaria Regina's sounds like fun to me). I believe that the only way for my girl to gain life experience, is to experience life and it can't always be with me hovering in the back ground.

All I know, is that right now, I wish it were just the two of us. Because I am sure the drama is not over yet. This ...

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Good Things

Things that are making me happy this week:

  • A Valentine from Holland. How cool is that?
  • A three day work week.
  • Rain instead of snow.
  • Shrimp Caesar Salad.
  • Tomorrow is Friday.
  • Movies and Books on Hold at the Library, arriving together, today.
  • Not being the only one who hears chirping at 3 AM.
  • My son wearing my husbands "Built Ford Tough" sweatshirt.
  • Lavender Chamomile Sleep Lotion.
  • My girls smiling at each other and laughing.
  • Finding a lilac dryer sheet in my visor.
  • Seinfeld reruns.
  • More than enough sleep.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

It's 3 AM and Creepy

I had a wonderful birthday yesterday and it didn't involve the exchange of any presents. It was all about spending time together and making me laugh.


I actually went to bed at 9:30 last night. Which is very early for me but I thought, why not. Well don't ya know I woke up at 2:30 AM? This is the second night in a row. And before you ask, yes, I did go to bed early last night too and had the same thing happen.

I heard chirping. Like a smoke detector that needs a battery change. It is sort of quiet, muffled I guess.

And I don't hear it during the day (yes I did try, stomping and clapping like a crazy person in the area where I hear it, why do you ask?). It stops when I end up falling asleep waiting to hear it.

I need to get that figured out. Because I am not crazy.

And you in the back? Go ahead laugh, it is funny.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

To Me: From Me

Dear Me,
You need to get OVER IT. Today is your 40th Birthday and I want to see you embrace it. It's just a number, you are still the same person as you were yesterday, just today, that number has changed. And it's okay. You will be okay. Everything will be okay.
You are so lucky in your life and YOU need to REALIZE IT. A loving husband, three kids, lots of Internet friends, facebook friends and real friends. You are well known in the community and you do you share to contribute to the Town you live in. You are gainfully employed!
Look at the birthday cards and wishes you have received so far. These people are thinking of you. Do they care that you old and wrinkly? (ok that was unfair, as I know your weaknesses the best, but it was kinda funny) They do not. They like you for who you are. They want you to have a good day.
Over a month ago you attended the funeral of your friend's son, who had died in car accident. It moved you. People leave this world everyday and it involves lots of sadness. But you are here, now. You need to look at each day as a gift and not a day for a pity party. You are lucky. You are blessed and above all you need to be thankful and appreciate it.
Happy 40th Birthday Mig. Spend your day celebrating all the people who love you and all the things you enjoy and may you feel the same way today, as you do on your 80th birthday.

Monday, February 16, 2009

A Tale Of Two Chairs

If you hang around with me long enough, you will realize, when I set my sights on something, I become obsessed with achieving it. Could be as simple as finishing some work. Could be setting up a piece of furniture ... or ... it could be my deciding the living room NEEDED more chairs.

How hard can it be? I sit and watch HG TV constantly and they are always finding cheap chairs to paint and reupholster to fit a new design. I decided I could do that too. (now before you go rolling your eyes I have reupholstered two chairs so I have an idea of what I can and cannot do)

My plan was to find seating that was mostly wood but with a fabric seat I could take off and redo. Easy? Right? No.

I started by going into the Salvation Army Store daily in the town I work in. Always a day or sometimes hours too late. I would find chairs. Chairs that I could work with. Chairs that I liked. Those chairs? Sold.

I refused to give up. I stopped in at a used furniture place in my Town and gave up my business card with an idea of what I was looking for. I even asked my man because he is always in places like that. He agreed to look for me.

I scoured the Internet for local thrift stores and made calls to find if any had armchairs available for sale.

I looked at ALOT of chairs. Many were wing backs or overstuffed. Few would work for what I wanted. In a weak moment I looked at Target online. Where reality said to me "you are not spending $125 on a single chair!"

Finally, on a long shot. I took a 30 minute ride to another Salvation Army. It was snowy but it wasn't sticking to the roads. I thought about not going but then I decided to take a chance.

And I found this! For the bargain price of $10.99. Or at least that's what I thought the tag said. As it turns out, it was $16.99. But after searching for so long (ok, it was a week and half) I said what the heck AND your handwriting is terrible.

As you can see, blurry, my largest cat likes the chair. Now I had just the one chair and really I wanted TWO chairs. I never in a million-zillion-gabillion years would have thought that I could find a second chair in the same style. BUT, on a whim, I took the 30 minute drive on Friday and found THIS for $7.99.

The EXACT same chair. Just in a different cushion color.

And here it is. TWO of the same chair. Internets I am so happy. I am seriously considering going back one more time, next week.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Sunday Stealing: The Q & A MeMe

1. where is your significant other? Upstairs showering.

2. your favorite thing? My computer.

3. your dream last night? About a girl I went to High School with, I was looking at her old pictures before I went to bed. Curse you facebook!

4. your goal? Purging clutter.

5. your hobby? My new hobby is sewing and I seriously wish my sewing machine would cooperate and not require any repair.

6. where do you want to be in 6 years? Out of this recession and out of debt.

7. where were you last night? Home watching the "Team America" DVD.

8. what you're not? Lazy.

9. one of your wish list items? A kindle. I like the idea of an electronic book. Someday, when they release the cheap version I'll have one.

10. your pet? Is shedding and it's annoying. On the plus side that means winter is almost over.

11. missing someone? Yes.

12. your car? A dirty '04 Jeep Grand Cherokee.

13. something you're not wearing? Earrings. Ha.

14. love someone? Yes, deeply.

15. when is the last time you laughed? Just this morning and hopefully a lot more today.

16. last time you cried? It's been a while now. Which is a good thing.

17. favorite past time? Reading and Reality TV. My two favorite r's.

18. are you a hater or a lover? Can I be both?

19. any vices? Yes, soda and chocolate. Not necessarily in that order.

20. favorite meme other than Sunday Stealing? Sunday Stealing is the only place where I get my meme's these days!

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Happy Valentine's Day Everyone

Here's to the husbands who've won you,

The losers who've lost you,

and the lucky bastards who've yet to meet you!

Thursday, February 12, 2009

The Real Deal

Hey, I'm putting up and actual post. I know it's been days. It's been a long week, full of worry and stress.

Good times.

My oldest girl has had some plumbing issues flair up. It raises huge flags because of the bladder reconstructive surgery she had in the third grade (read: 8 yrs old and lower abdomen scar). So after some discussion, a trip to the pediatrician, an ultrasound and much concern ...

I know nothing more than I did when she first told me. Could be spasms or it could be something else entirely. I realize it will all get sorted out but it's very difficult, when you are going through tests that bring back not fond memories, to just wait and see.

I'm really tired of "the wait and see." Yo.

She stayed home yesterday and today she did go to school. Everything went okay. Or I should say, everything stayed in okay. We meet with the pediatrician Monday to go over everything. I think I can hang in there until then.

Frayed nerves and all.

In other news, I will be hosting an "anti-valentines" day party, here, at Mig's. There will be six teenagers present, all consuming some sort of sugary drink and eating every slice of frozen pizza and chips in the house, while playing video games.

Yup, it's business as usual here.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009


I can't believe it's only Wednesday. It feels like it should be Monday again. I'd like the week to start over and I'd like it to be normal and boring.


Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Dear Super Smart IT Guy

I have no idea what you were trying to tell me. And I don't care. Just fix my email already.

Monday, February 9, 2009

Rattling Me

In bullet form and in no particular order, things that are kicking around in that big scary thing that sits on my shoulders.

  • I forgot that my bosses wife was having this party this past Sunday afternoon. I really did want to go. Honest. No winking here. I am hosting a bookclub at my house in April and would like to serve something tasty. I had even discussed going with a friend several times. Yet at 4:15 PM on Sunday it dawned on me that I missed it completely. It is unusual for me to forget something. And most un-nerving.
  • Sitting in a tight waiting room today with a guy who was using his cell phone to talk to his wife and tell her how she spends too much time on the computer and not enough time doing housework. He reminded me of EBF's ass husband and I had to keep looking at him to convince myself that he wasn't. That man does not need a twin.
  • Being told by my boss to prepare myself to be laid off (he will continue health care coverage and give me the difference in pay upfront) and, in the same breath, being asked if I minded working while I do this, because otherwise coverage will be stressful for those who are staying on. I said yes initially and now that I am thinking more about it. I AM AN IDIOT.
  • My 40th birthday is exactly one week and one day from today. I am not happy about it at all. AND if one more person tells me how it's not a big deal and I don't look old and blah, blah, blah, I think I will scream in their face.
  • Trying my hardest to deal with all those little things that peck away at your sanity. Dishes, light bulbs, laundry, squeaky doors, furry animals underfoot, weird smells, dirty toilets, wet towels on the floor and never getting a live person for customer service anymore. Sometimes I want to stop and ask where the camera is? Surely some of this must be a joke?
  • Talking to my daughter's friend on her cell phone, and asking her to relay a message to my daughter about not being able to reply to her AIM text to me. Then hearing from her friend, that it is because my daughter "really needs a new phone." Ummm Are you kidding me? REDRUM REDRUM REDRUM.
  • My special needs brother has just gotten a lease in the Assisted Living here in my Town. Ultimately the goal is for him and my parents to move here. He was one of two obstacles. He could be here as early as the end of next week and he will need to be checked on, as he is diabetic and has yet to get a real handle on the whole thing. Oh goody.

Come on, you know you want to be me.

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Sunday Stealing: Get to Know Your Friends

1. What is your occupation right now? For those of you who haven't figured it out yet, I'm a secretary. I love it.

2. What color are your socks right now? white.

3. What are you listening to right now? Colorsplash on HDTV. I love me some David Bromstad.

4. Last person you spoke to on the phone. My oldest girl. Picked her up at her friends house prior to heading to the mall.

5. How old are you today? I am 39. I will be 40 on February 17th.

6. What is your favorite sport to watch on TV? Seriously? None.

7. What is your favorite drink? Coca-Cola. Its in my veins.

8. Have you ever dyed your hair? Funny you should ask that, YES as of Friday, with highlights.

9. Favorite food? Right now, it's buffalo chicken dip. I cannot eat enough of it.

10. What is the last movie you watched? The Karate Kid but I only watched part of it before I fell asleep.

11. Favorite day of the year? Christmas!

12. How do you vent anger? Sulk and have anxiety attacks. Yes, I am that much fun to live with.

13. What was your favorite toy as a child? I had the Sears Wish book, dollhouse. It has little lamps that you plugged in and it was modern. I wish I still had it.

14. Living arrangements? We own a two family. I love that the tenants help pay the mortgage.

15. What was the last thing that you cried about? I don't want to talk about it because it wasn't worth crying over.

16. Who is the friend you have had the longest? A girlfriend from High School. She's the closest thing I have to a sister.

17. What did you do last night? Moved around furniture and did some reading.

18. What are you most afraid of? Spiders and dying.

19. In how many areas of your country have you lived? Just this one, my whole life so far.

20. What is your favorite flower? I like a lot of flowers. Roses are my favorite. Yellow Roses.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Shades of Gray

I have an appointment to get my hair cut and colored Friday.

I'm teetering on the edge of having to color my hair regularly. You know, because I'm OLD. I asked my hairdresser if she's let me go blonde.

I have always wanted to try being blonde. I hear they have more fun. She won't do it. My hair is too dark.

I'm thinking a light brown, since my hair has always been the color of one shade away from black.

I'll let you know how it goes. Maybe with a picture.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

My Bad

Third night of the week. Third night out. I had a controversial committee meeting tonight. I am tired of complaining about it. Instead, I put my best foot forward. After all, I had to stand up and ask to be appointed to this Committee and I will admit I haven't been giving this, even 30% of what I put into everything else in my life.

Today I decided, to have a better attitude. To try harder. I'm interested, I'm volunteering my time, I do want to be there.

So ....

Ten minutes early, I got into my jeep and drove over. I saw everyone standing outside, in the distance.

I drove by. (you in the back stop laughing!)

I didn't have my key to the building and usually when this happens (it is not the first time I have seen everyone standing outside) I run home, get my key, think I will be the hero, and by the time I come back everyone is inside.

The meeting place is one street from my house. I drove back around, pulled in the driveway, parked, ran upstairs and took the dog out.

Figuring enough time had passed for someone to come through with a key, I got back into the jeep and drove over ... only to find ... STILL everyone is standing outside. I drive by, again.

(alright, laugh, its funny)

I get into my driveway and consider just waiting longer. I relent. Take off my snow boots and climb two flights of stairs. Get my damn key.

Into the jeep. Again. I drive over. My cellphone rings.

"Hey, Mig, are you coming to the meeting tonight?"

(pulls into the parking lot) "Yes, actually I'm here."

"Oh, I see you. Can you see me? I'm waving. We don't have a key to get in."

"Yes, I have my key."

"Okay, bye."

I get to the door and I see the entire group, outside, in the cold, waiting. The ex-chairman (who has a key) conveniently forgot his key. The one he was suppose to turn over to the new guy.


Tuesday, February 3, 2009

I Hate That I Missed It

So here's a post.

Obsessive. Compulsive.

Monday, February 2, 2009

It Can't Just Be That She's Tall

On Friday I took my daughter to the orthopedist. She has been out of her scoliosis brace for six months (she outgrew it, big surprise there with her 5' 10" frame). The doctor decided that we would wait and come back and that if the curve in her spine wasn't any worse, we would continue to monitor it. He did tell me specifically "not to panic" if we find the curve is worse. That it is okay and to be expected.

~breath in paper bag here~

So we did the x-ray and then we did the consult. It all went really quickly and really smoothly. Her curve is not worse, she does not need another brace. We come back in six months for another check.

Oh and by the way ....

Did the previous orthopedist (the one who decided she was going to stay home with her small children instead of continuing on) speak to us about genetic testing?

What? No! I'm pretty sure she did not.

Oh well ... because my daughter is very tall and very thin, and because she is able to bend her thumb back to her wrist easily, her fingers are very long and she has scoliosis ...

He would like to rule out this. A GENETIC DISORDER. He explained that we would go into the city and see the head of the department in genetics. That they would take down all the family history (of very tall decedents, I might add and not on my side of the family, ok, that I know of) and then they would test her heart and her eyes.

And decide if she has this Syndrome or not.

~insert much paper bag breathing here~

My daughter has been through her share of medical issues. It started with an indent in her chest at birth, continued to a dual ureter system that malfunctioned, surgery (don't ask just trust me), bladder issues, six years in braces, scoliosis ... and now ....

I hope nothing. Please. Please. Please. Be nothing.

Course it is a waiting game. It takes time to set up the appointment and it will be months before I know for sure ... until then ... I can read the symptoms and speculate.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

The Super Sunday Stealing MeMe

1) What was your dream growing up? To be a figure skater. It was all I could think about and I would practice it any chance I got, even with roller skates.

2) What talent do you wish you had? I wish I were quick-witted. I am good for the "oh I should have said that." long after the conversation is over.

3) If I bought you a drink what would it be? A frozen coke.

4) What was the last book you read? I am reading 700 Sunday's a biography of Billy Crystal. And you look marvelous!

5) Worst Habit? Right now it's spending too much time on Facebook. I'm obsessed and it. needs. to. stop. Who cares about these what these people are doing?

6) If you saw me walking down the street would you offer me a ride? If I knew you yes. If I don't, no.

7) What is your favorite sport? Skiing. I like watching what I cannot for the life of me do.

8) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me? Make small talk and hope you don't fart.

9) Worst thing to ever happen to you? Nothing glaring comes to mind, although it was pretty bad when the enginer seized on my van, right in the middle of a busy intersection.

10) Tell me one weird fact about you. I am able to block my nose without holding it, I can't explain it but I can do it. Can you?

11) What if I showed up at your house unexpectedly? I'd be ready. Even though the house is neat, I'd say excuse the mess.

12) If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be? I'd like to loose my poochy stomach but otherwise I'm okay with how I look.

13) Would you be my crime partner or my conscience? Conscience. I'm always the voice of reason.

14) Ever been arrested? Not even close.

15) If you won $10,000 today, what would you do with it? Pay debt.

16) Favorite thing to do in your spare time? Reading and doing crafty projects. I wish I had more free time.

17) Biggest pet peeve? Telling me I look tired is a big one. Is it necessary?

18) In one word, how would you describe yourself? Caring.

19) Do you believe in/appreciate romance? I sure do and I'd appreciated it every time it comes my way.

20) Who wins today: Arizona or Pittsburgh? Pittsburgh.