100 Things About Me: Part I

The First 25 Things about Me . . .
*Yeah, I seriously have little to no attention span, so I am going to squeeze in 100 of these puppies one way or another . . .

1. Kristen asks, "What are your favorite pair of shoes and why?" And she wants a picture. Gosh. That's a lot of work.

But, an easy answer nonetheless. I always wanted to be a classy chick with a shoe closet that would rival that of a supermodel. But alas, it was not to be. My feet are flat. My toes are like little Weeble Wobbles jammed together (and hating every minute of it). I was lucky to last all of 20 minutes in my heels when I walked down the aisle. Oh, sweet agony. So, what are my favorite shoes?

Why, these of course. Yes. I run. Though I am not preparing for a marathon like Nap Warden, I do like feel of gravel skipping around beneath my feet. And, I like PICTURING myself running (and maybe even finishing) a marathon.

2. Jen asked, What's your drink of choice? Hmm . . . Drinkity, drink, drink. Let's see . . .

If I get to CHOOSE, it is probably some lame drink with fruit in it and tequila. Or, maybe a glass of perfectly aged red wine. Or, maybe a fruit smoothie made from organic fruits and flaxseed.

But. Really . . . it is . . .

Chocolate milk. I would drink it every day. All day. In my room. In the car. On the roof. Or in a bar. Yes I would. If I could . . . drink chocolate milk. My drink, I say. I love to drink it every day.

3. Painted Maypole asked, "If you had a sign on your door, what would it say?"

Unless you have food, don't bother knocking. I love food. I just love it. Or, maybe MONEY . . .

4. Cheri asked, "If you were walking down the street and found a $100 bill, and there was absolutely no way to find the person who lost it, what would you do with the money?"

I can't lie. I'd have to donate it. Why? It is a good karma thing . . . or maybe buy a cute t-shirt, some new Asics, and a bag of Swedish Fish. I'd share the fish. That oughta count for somethin', right?

5. Mommy Mechanics asked, "If you could live the life of anyone for just one day, who would it be and why?"

Just one day? Hmmm . . . I was thinking a uber celebrity, but I don't think I'd get much out of that. So, I'd have to choose someone like

6. Rachel asked, "What has been your favorite age to live so far?"

I'm totally cool being in my 30s, but I'd have to say my favorite age was actually 12. I was not quite an awkward teen. I was still a kid. I had no mortgage, no real responsibilities. I could eat what I want an not gain an ounce. My primary job was to play. A priority in my life was catching reruns of I Love Lucy and Gilligan's Island. My clothes were "vintage" (bough from garage sales and picked out at Goodwill) and I couldn't care less.

7. Pam asked, "If you could have a super power- what would it be? Why?"

I would love to be able to heal people. Cancer, heart disease, stubbed toe . . . you name it. The reason is self-explanatory. Duh, I would be able to make a lot of money. Imagine it . . . reality shows (I could makes sick people challenge each other to determine which one I heal), t-shirts, mugs, cool catchphrases . . .

Oh, yeah, and I might help people hang on to their loved ones just a little longer . . .

8. Tranny Head (formerly Law Student Hot Mama) didn't ask a question. As a matter of fact, she didn't even do the 100 Things About Me. Then again, when you are the Boob Queen, why bother :) Yes, this one counts toward my 100.

9. TV star Kellan asked, "What are your future goals?" Seriously? Really? I have no clue. I mean, it changes on a daily basis. I want to be a doctor, a writer, a world explorer, a children's book illustrator (my stick figures totally ROCK), a hair dresser . . .

But for now, my main goal is to be a good mom. Not a perfect one (she doesn't exist--if she does, I'm going to find her and beat the snot out of her, make her swear, eat lots of junk food, and watch lots of lame reality TV). Really . . . I want J to be SAFE, HEALTHY, and HAPPY. That's it.

10. Pregnantly Plump asked if I had ever misunderstood music lyrics. Um, yeah. ALL THE TIME.

Here's a good one . . . I thought that instead of "What a nice surprise, bring your alibis" from Hotel California, was something along the lines of "When your rabbit dies . . ." I always wondered what was with the rabbits.

I also sing songs when I have no clue what the lyrics are. I just sing "watermelon" when I have nothin'. Otherwise, I just make 'em up. I'm such a joy when it comes to long car rides.

11-21. Oh, Jennifer, I like you. You are an overachiever. I like overachievers. I do. Here are Jennifer's QUESTIONS:

what is your favorite color? BLUE/RED/GREEN--I'm into primary colors.
favorite: food? besides swedish fish. ;) Oh, does she read my posts or what? Let's see, food . . . I am really into fruit. Not because it is healthy, but because it is sweet and I can eat a lot of it (though my bowels sometimes get a little ticked off) and LOOK like I'm health conscious--we all know I'm lazy when it comes to "dieting." And, if we are being honest. I love just about anything fried. I mean, fried veggies is good, isn't it? Oh, and I really do believe you can dip just about anything in A1 and it'll taste fantastic.

car? My 1985 Mustang. It was just an LX, but it made me feel way cooler than I was. It leaked oil, the engine blew, and the manifold caught fire. God, I loved that car.

place to vacation? I like places where there is a lot to see and do. Hubby hates it. Why? For some reason I think it is my duty to visit EVERYTHING. The Smithsonian nearly sent my husband into the hospital with exhaustion. Oh, and don't even make me tell you about Boston.

best memory? My memory stinks for most things. But, I would have to say that one that sticks out (besides the ones with J) is probably ones where I would sit in bed with my three little siblings and make up stories to tell them. It usually ended in a tickle/giggle fest. I loved those moments. I miss those moments.

how you named your son? We were in the produce department at Giant Eagle when we started bouncing names off each other. I threw out names like Zeus, Kilpatrick, Judas, Javier, Winston. Finally, I got what I wanted . . . J is totally named after a hot guy in an 80s teen movie. I so tricked my husband into being OK with the name. He cringes when he hears me tell the story now.

hobby? I like blogging. It is fun and can be a bit addictive. Reading. Writing. Even running. I am also one of those, "Ooh, that looks so cool. I want to try it." So, I go out and buy crochet hooks, charcoal pencils, paints, investing books, jewelry making gems, scrapbooking materials . . . I always try it for awhile. Awhile . . . then my ADD kicks in . . .

nervous tick? I am such a fidgeter. And once I heard that fidgeting can burn calories . . . I headed for the hidden chocolate stores and fidgeted away.

pet peeve? Bad drivers--those who forget there are OTHER cars on the road. People with a sense of entitlement. CD and baby toy packaging. Ridiculous. Know it alls. I need to dedicate an entire post blog to this.

driving habits? I used to be a bit aggressive behind the wheel (I lived in Detroit and Chicago--you sorta had little choice if you wanted to get anywhere). We won't even discuss how many tickets I've had (or how many I've gotten out of). That changed when I moved to an area with NO traffic. And, it has changed again now that I have J. Now I curse drivers for doing exactly what I used to do.

fav movie? So many to list . . . but I'm a sucker for a good comedy. I used to be into HORROR--Exorcist anyone? But life it too short not to laugh. I avoid lame romance flicks--I just can't do it. I'm a blubbering idiot when it comes to sappy love fests (The English Patient, The Notebook . . . ). See my profile for specifics. (I'm listening to the 80s station and they are paying Ollie and Jerry's "Breakin'" song. I so loved that cheesy 80s movie . . . ).

where you got married. I was married in Detroit over a DECADE ago. I swear it feels like yesterday (ugh, I hate talking in cliches). Lutheran church. Little hall with creepy castle wall coverings. Big dress and long veil (things you'll do to make mom happy--I'm like 5'3" so I looked like a little girl playing dress up). M&M favors. Awesome dessert table (that I never got a chance to sample!). Great mid-90s music. Standard dinner fare of pasta and "meat". Dress ripped as hubs carried me over the threshold of sketchy hotel. We had to use our toes to plug the jet in the whirlpool tub to get it to work. What a glorious night . . .

22. Just Jamie asked, "What is your proudest parenting moment (so far)?"

I would have to say it happened this past weekend. J got his first cold/flu/bug of some sort and was feeling horrible. I let EVERYTHING go. I just held him. Cared for him. Focused completely on him. Absolutely nothing else mattered. I think it is those moments when I am intently focused on him of which I am most proud. I wonder how he feels, what he thinks, what he will be . . . from his smiles to him sitting up to him babbling to him crawling and now standing. I just relish in it all.

23. Lori asked, "What is your least favorite chore around the house?"

Oddly enough, I like chores. Sort of. I like PARTS of them . . . like loading the dishwasher, but not emptying it. I like putting clothes in the washer and dryer, but hate taking them out, folding them, and putting them away (my husband's sock drawer gives me the shakes). I like vacuuming, but hate wrapping it up and putting it away. I'm selectively lazy . . .

24. Beth from the Funny Farm asked, "What one thing would you change about yourself?" Only ONE? Oh, boy. How about ONE sentence?

I wish I could stick to one thing and be happy with it, I wish I had a better sense of style, better hair, clearer skin, cuter feet, a quicker wit (mine is like 10 clicks or so behind), a longer attention span (mind is waning terribly right now), more height (saves me from looking like a Weeble Wobble when I gain weight), was a better multi-taskter, had a way with numbers, less hair on my arms (I am so NOT shaving them), my OCD (though sometimes it works for me), my penchant for AI (though now I am into So You Think You Can Dance--I'm so NOT blogging about it . . . ), my addiction to sugar, my obsession with the ellipses and exclamation point . . . ! But other than that, I'm totally OK with myself. ;)

25. Erin asked, "who do u think should be president and why?"

"Approximately 300 million people seek an individual that is able to put aside his/her political leanings, personal gains, selfish desires and focus on fixing a broken economy, creating/finding jobs for every American who WANTS one and is willing to work for one, ensure each child (at the very least) has access to quality health care, knows BS when he/she sees it and isn't afraid to call ANYONE out on it, truly has the best interests of the American people at heart, is able to facilitate productive discussions that lead to real solutions with people from any party, any country, any walk of life. Finally, has the ability to use common sense, be honest, and be real." That person should be president. But, since we don't live in fantasy land . . .

Ugh. That's all my tiny brain will allow me to do in one sitting. Stay tuned.