It’s All True

I’ve been working on this forever. Ok, I lie. Not forever. Actually, I’ve been crafting my answers in my head. Then I was going to do a video. But that didn’t work out. So now I’m going to type it and pray that the witty answers I had, I can remember.

Warning: This might suck.

Soliloquy (of all the names she could’ve picked, she had to pick the one that is so hard to spell and type…) asks these questions, and then I get to tag people. If I don’t tag people she will be mad at me and I LIVE to make her happy. (Now I know how her husband must feel….poor guy.)  For the record, she didn’t tag me, Lisa B. did.  And now I’ve linked to both, so they should both be happy.

So without further ado, I give you….

It’s All True….

Favorite person (outside family)? Do I have to answer this? Really? Why would you ask a question like this? I have so many people that are so meaningful in my life that I can’t pick just one. Now if you were to give me the names of 5 people and tell me to pick my favorite, it might be a little easier. It doesn’t matter, I’ve already pissed people off because I refuse to answer this question. What a way to start things off!

Favorite food? Today? Corndogs. But that’s not normally the way it goes. I don’t normally have corndogs, but since there is was a box in the fridge, that’s what I’ve been eating. I really think it’s just because I haven’t been to the store and that’s all there is. Typically though, I would answer with anything Mexican. Which is also a lie. I don’t like everything Mexican. I do, however, like enchiladas… cheese ones to be more specific. And I get the enchiladas supreme every.single.time. at every.single. Mexican restaurant that I frequent.. which is really just one… Rancho Viejo. I think I pay their light bill every month.

Quirks about you? I must do things in order. Well, not everything, because I did have a child before I got married. But that’s not what this question is about is it? No, I didn’t think so. I cannot read the third book in a series or the sequel to a movie if I have not read or seen those that came before it. I just can’t. I refuse. If someone gives me a book that is the third in the series, no matter how good it looks, I will have to go and purchase one and two so that I can be in the know, even though when I have finished reading said third book, it really made no difference that I read one and two. This also applies to TV shows. I currently have 8 episodes of Eli Stone on my DVR because I have not had time to watch them in order.

Additionally, I cannot, and I mean I cannot watch an episode of CSI, Law & Order or any of their brands if I miss the first 5 minutes in which the body has been discovered. I can’t. Don’t ask me to. Even if it’s a rerun and I already know how it will end, I cannot watch it.

How would the person who loves you most describe you in ten words or less? Fearfully and wonderfully made in His image.

Any regrets in life? Just one really, as I don’t believe in changing things in life…. but I wish that I would have figured out this whole Jesus thing long before the age of 30. (Which by the way, there will be more on how that happened next week.)

Favorite Charity/ Cause? I don’t really have a favorite. That makes me a horrible person doesn’t it? In addition for my passion of sharing Christ with teens, I guess I would have to say starving children in Africa. Except I don’t have any starving children in Africa. I have one in Guatemala and one somewhere else, but it’s not Africa. In all seriousness, we’ve had a child through Christian Children’s Fund for 5 years (he’s now and we recently sponsored one through Compassion. He’s 8 too. And I have an 8 year old. And it’s 2008. I should play the lottery.

Favorite Blog recently? Again, here we go with the favorites. Ugh. Let’s see…. I don’t know. I can tell you that within my feedreader there are a few blogs that I always read and some that I go back and read when I don’t feel like doing what I’m supposed to be doing have time. So I’m going to play it safe and say the NKOTB blog. I’m such a wuss.

Something you can’t get enough of? Comments. Seriously. They brighten my day to think that someone took time out of their day to say hi, or to let me know what they thought of what I said. I also can’t get enough of any thing that is a combination of chocolate and peanut butter. And music. I can never get enough music. I don’t care what it is…. I have to have it. And I have to have it loud! Oh and let’s not forget Jesus. I can’t get enough of Him either!

Worst job you’ve ever had? Medical secretary. I lasted 2 weeks. And it’s the only job that I ever walked out on. It was run by a husband and wife team and they had a broken English accent and they weren’t nice. And it was really hard to transcribe their stuff. They tried one of those computer programs that would transcribe and that was a nightmare. One day she came out and yelled at me in front of all of the patients in the waiting room. She made me feel like an idiot. So, I left a note on the computer monitor letting them know that I was leaving, not coming back and to mail my check to the address that I listed. Surprisingly, they did. I was shocked. Not proud of it by any stretch. My interview at the TV station was that afternoon… and luckily I got the job.

What job would you pay NOT to have? Any of the jobs that are on Dirty Jobs. To be honest, I can’t watch that job. It turns my stomach. I’ve only seen bits and pieces and to this day, I can’t get the image of a man taking eggs and sperm out of fish and breeding them. I shutter still thinking about it.

Additionally, you couldn’t pay me to be a daycare worker. Sorry, I love kids, but not in droves and for long periods of time. Shoot, I have trouble with an 45 minute elementary sunday school class.

If you could be a fly on the wall, where? Hmmm… this is a tough one. But, I would want to be a fly on the wall anywhere that someone has realized that I proved them wrong.

Favorite Bible verse right now? right now? today?

If you don’t know what you’re doing, pray to the Father. He loves to help. You’ll get his help, and won’t be condescended to when you ask for it. Ask boldly, believingly, without a second thought. People who “worry their prayers” are like wind-whipped waves. Don’t think you’re going to get anything from the Master that way, adrift at sea, keeping all your options open. James 1:5-8

That’s today, but typically, I’m a Jeremiah 29:11 fan.

Guilty Pleasure? Blogging. Isn’t that sad? I’m not a chocolate fan, unless there is peanut butter involved. I’m not a sweets fan either. Unless it’s in front of me. But typically, I don’t buy sweets and I don’t crave them. Except tonight. I had to have something sweet. So I had a piece of key lime pie and sadly, it was less than desirable.

Got any confessions? Not that I’m willing to share… really. It would cross over boundaries. I’m so boring, I know.

If you HAD to spend $1,000 on YOURSELF, how would you spend it? Does it make me old to say that I would want to buy new bedroom furniture? Really, I just want a new bed… king size. I could deal without the dressers… but I would like an armoire. Those things are boring though. No, that’s what I want. Although a MacBook Air would be nice too.

Favorite thing about your house? Uh….. it’s actually about the outside. I love the woods that surround my house. I live in the city, but you would never know it based on the woods here and the deer and the rabbits and the leaves that change colors in the fall. That’s what I love best about it. Oh and the mountains that I can see out of my office window, every day.

Least favorite thing about your house? Where do I start? I hate the way that it’s laid out. It’s much better now that we’ve redone two of the rooms, but it’s not cool. And I hate my stall shower. I want a tub and better water pressure. This house is a lot of work.

One thing you are bad at? Organization. Nuff said.

One thing you’re good at? Thinking big. I used to think that it was a curse. I used to cry, wanting desperately to turn it off. But one day, I realized that this was a gift. Not every one can think like that and so I do try to embrace it. However, if I don’t try to keep it in check, it gets me in a lot of trouble.

If you could change something about your circumstances, what? My first instinct would be to write have a husband, but I changed my mind. I would like to be in a different house. Just a tad bit bigger and not as much of a fixer upper.

Who would you like to meet someday? There are lots of people that I would like to meet. On the famous side, I want to meet NKOTB…. specifically, Donnie. But on the blogger side of things… since I’ve only ever met two bloggers from the mommy community, I would like to meet many, many more. Actually, I’d like to meet any of the mommy bloggers out there.

What makes you feel sexy? Old Navy jeans (the flirt), heeled open toed shoes, make up (green sparkly kind), lip gloss, and sunglasses propped up on the top of my head. Additionally, men’s pajama’s have this weird way of making me feel sexy too.

Who is your real life hero? I left this question for the end thinking that the answer would come to me.  But it hasn’t.  There are many people that I admire and respect, but I don’t think that I can attach that label to any one right now.

What is the hardest part of your job? It would definately be keeping in the loop and communication.  One would think that with the technology that we have, it wouldn’t matter if I was in the building or not, but it does.  There are many times that I’m forgotten about… I guess it’s that whole out of sight, out of mind thing.  Most of the times I feel like I’m on this island.  Most of the time it’s not bad.  The other part that ranks right up there is that because I’m not on site at the stations, I don’t get to participate in any of the free events.  These might include tickets to a local sporting event, free dinner when the CEO comes into town, or free ice cream every Friday at four during the summer.  I keep joking about going for ice cream and expensing it on Friday afternoons, but I haven’t yet.

When are you most relaxed? I don’t think I’m ever relaxed unless I force myself to be.  I guess when I’m getting a pedicure.  But only if they don’t talk to me.  If they talk to me, I’m not relaxed because most of the time, I don’t truly understand them and then I’m worried about REALLY listening to make sure that I can understand what they are saying.

Based on this answer and the one about the worst job I ever had, you might deduce that I am prejudice against foreigners, but I’m not.  I just have a hard time with the language barrier.  I used to have the same problem when I moved from Philly to the south.  But I’ve been here so long, I’m starting to talk like them now.

What stresses you out? Everything.  Seriously… I’m a worry wart and bring on way too much stress for myself.  But I find that the thing that stresses me out the most is lots of items on my calendar, too many books on my to be read shelf, too many programs saved on the DVR, too many items on my to do list.  See a pattern?  I have a desire to get it all done, but if it’s remotely overwhelming (whether it’s important or not) then I get stressed.  I’m working on it… really.

What can you not live without? Faith.  Tried it.  Didn’t work. Won’t do that again.

Do you agree or disagree with the recent article that reported that blogs are authored by narcissists? You know, I dreaded this whole meme because of this one question.  I don’t think that we are necessarily narcissists, but that we just want to be heard.  By someone.  Anyone.  Putting it out there on the internet allows someone to feel like they are being heard.  At least, that’s how it is for me.  Who hears me on a daily basis, and when I say hears me, I mean REALLY hears me?   Alot of this stuff that I blog about is just milling around in my head and I can’t call everyone in the world to share these thoughts, nor do I want to.  But I can write them and then they are there.  I can go back and look to see where I’ve been.  I can see change, growth, defeat.  I can evaluate things.

But, by putting it out there, you can get other opinions.  I can’t tell you how many times strangers have left advice that I’d never heard before and taken and has changed my life.  I wouldn’t have gotten that if I hadn’t put it all out there.

And contrary to popular belief, I DON’T tell everyone I meet about this blog.  I might mention that I have one and that I love it, but don’t necessarily share WHERE it’s located.

I can’t answer that question.  I think it’s 50/50.  I don’t think all bloggers are narcissists.  But then again, I’m not one to judge others, or at least I try not to be, and I don’t want to make such a blanket statement.

Why do you blog? I like to write, I like to meet new people, and it’s cheaper than therapy.  However, sometimes I feel like I need therapy BECAUSE of this blog….lol  But there’s all that and then there’s the whole technical aspect of it… I like that, too.

Now I have tag people, GAG.  I HATE tagging people, but I will.

• New/ newer bloggers (since we want to share the love and send them traffic)
Grandma’s Zoo and Heather’s Hot Mess

• Bloggy friends
Melissa and Tishia

• Bloggers you’d like to get to know better
Sisters of a Different Order and Frantically Simple

• Bloggers you don’t think will respond, but you hope will
Whatever you want Honey and I Should Be Folding Laundry

Have a GREAT Memorial Day Weekend….

Until next time…