Saturday, June 20, 2009
Lemon Tagged Me
Damn you, Lemon! I hate these things! If you hadn't tricked me into a Weezer quoting contest, I might have conveniently ignored this tag. But since I am the epitome of Public Enemy and you were told that I'm a lesbian, here it is.
What is your current obsession?
My blog. And your blog. And yours, too. I finally feel comfortable getting around and adding and changing things.
What is your weirdest obsession?
Cups. I hate drinking from plastic and can't drink from glass because my kids are insane. So I drink from that really hard acrylic/poly-something-or-other. Dawn keeps me stocked with new patterns and colors. I LOVE getting a new cup!
Recall a fond childhood memory.
My dad is a golf-pro. I adored riding around in a golf cart while he played. We always had really good (nasty) snacks - Fanta, Hot peanuts, Nabs (for all you Yankees out there, that's a pack of 6 cracker sandwiches.) For someone who can't play golf, I know a lot about it.
What's for dinner?
Ummm. . . Saturday . . . probably Little Caeser's $5 Drive-Thru special for the kids and some combination of Shrimp and vegetables and pasta for Dawn and me. She has a special way with that dish. Yum!
What would you eat for your last meal?
Maybe the aforementined pasta plate, honestly. I'd add a spinich salad with lots of tomatoes and cucumbers, pecans, balsamic vinaigrette, yeah. Perfect, crisp, cool and fruity Sauvignon Blanc. Bread Pudding without Raisins for dessert.
What's the last thing you bought?
$26 worth of movie snacks for the family yesterday afternoon.
What are you listening to right now?
Storm and William are watching Dirty Jobs - he's in a refueling aircraft.
What do you think of the person who tagged you?
I think she's a riot. I wish she would write more about her crazy dad.
If you could have a house totally paid for, fully furnished anywhere in the world, where would you like it to be?
Right here in central Pensacola. About 2 neighborhoods over. Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease?!
If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go?
Only one hour, huh? That should be enough time. Just south of Cape Town, South Africa, on a boat with Chris Fallows. I want to see the Great Whites breach.
Which language do you want to learn?
Spanish seems the most practical, but I sure would love surprising Dawn with a little Portuguese. Yeah, yeah! Portuguese! I choose Portuguese!
What's your favorite quote (for now)?
If you're gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough.
What is your favorite colour?
What is your favorite piece of clothing in your own wardrobe?
I have this crazy tiered linen black skirt. It has a drawstring and doesn't make me feel fat or like I might pass out from heat stroke. I love it.
What is your dream job?
"If I could make a living out of loving you, I'd be a millionaire in a week or two. Doing what I love and loving what I do, if I could make a living out of loving you."
What's your favourite magazine?
Magazines seem so wasteful to me. I never get to read them, and I hate the idea of all the paper that goes into me not reading them. Does the Company Store catalog count?
If you had $100 now, what would you spend it on?
Crap. The gas bill. That's so boring, I know.
Describe your personal style?
Lazy. Fat girl in a little shirt. You're-too-old-to-shop-exclusively-at-Old-Navy.
What are you going to do after this?
Try to coax Ray into putting some pee in the potty.
What are your favourite films?
The Color Purple, I know I just saw it yesterday but I think I'll have to include UP, American Beauty, The Ref
What's your favourite fruit?
Pineapple. I also really dig bananas with peanut butter.
What inspires you?
Really good writing, a great success or survival story, Dawn's love and watching the kids figure stuff out.
Your favourite books?
To Kill a Mockingbird, anything by Tom Robbins, One Hundred Years of Solitude
Do you collect anything?
These days, it seems like we collect pets. I do collect old chairs, mostly from the side of the road. I don't know where the compulsion comes from, but I really can't drive past a chair.
Any advice that’s come from bitter experience?
Tell the truth. Tell the truth. Tell the truth.
What makes you follow a blog?
Something witty, something shocking, something gut-wrenching, something about children as crazy as mine.
Now listen, Lemon. I don't want you to take this personally, but I AM NOT tagging anyone else. I'm willing to risk the 25 years of bad luck or whichever Urban Legend happens to be attached to this. Sorry. On the upside, this was more fun than I expected it to be. So thanks.
I hope Ray pees.