Five Probing Questions

The Interview Meme has made its way round to me. I eagerly stuck my hand up over at Fairlie's place as I got nothing for you otherwise. Birthday party hangovers and pictures of cupcakes with Spongebob and Patrick sugar decorations. Stomper Girl gave the absolute best interview. Would you expect otherwise from a world-famous tap artiste and Parvo virus survivor? (Takes a deep breath). My answers to Fairlie's five probing questions:

1. Aliens recognise your family's potential to form the basis of a new super-civilisation and abduct you all - but before you go you are allowed to select one thing each to take with you. What does each member of your family choose?

First let me say how flattered we are to be chosen. It will go straight to Rob's head, of course, but I like to think I'll not let fame and superior genetics change me. Hey. Should I be concerned that you worded this interview as five "probing" questions? This isn't going to turn out like that Twilight episode where the aliens(who had ginormous heads but were otherwise remarkably humanoid) were selecting humans for their new recipes, is it? If we're being fattened up for the kill, I would rather spend my time plotting escape instead of worrying about what I'm taking. Assuming we aren't about to be crispy fried, what are we packing....

Rob would probably choose the laptop. Surely there are things on a spaceship that will need to be organized, cataloged, and inventoried. Mr. Collector just finished inputting price guide values for his 12,000 comics. Just in time for the NEW price guide to come out of course.

Asking me to choose ONE thing to take is like asking a kid to name their favorite candy. Choice sends me into a tizz. What to pick? What to pick? Will I have buyer's remorse later? What if I pick this but I really, really wanted THAT? The aliens may get tired of waiting and move on to someone else by the time I choose ONE thing. (Tapping hands, thinking, thinking thinking....) Okay it will be a book. Or the camera? No, the book.

J.T. would select an action figure. He walks around with one most of the time, making action figure noises and carrying on some sort of on-going adventure with them.

Abby would take some sort of artistic instrument. Marker, pencil, pen, chalk....whatever new civilization we are a part of will have lots and lots of murals.

What places (anywhere in the world) are top of your "to visit" list?

1. Paris. The wine. The chocolate. The romance. The architecture. The history. The pastry. The wine.

2. New York. I think. I'm claustrophobic and am accustomed to more space and less people... so I don't know if I would find the city overwhelming or not. Seeing Rockefeller Center, visiting Broadway.... surely they would be worth a little hyperventilating.

3. London. Everything in Europe is so very old. Old here is relative, as our country is so young. And they have castles. Real castles. Not the Disney knock-off variety. Oh and Eddie Izzard is from England.

4. Australia (of course). Love to see your sunshine coast, the Sydney Opera House, the Outback. Mainly I would love to meet all of you! Can we have a barbie? I might even try the vegemite.


3. What did you want to be when you grew up?
Perhaps this question could be better answered by stating what I didn't want to be. I went through the usual careers every child envisions as their future.... fire fighter, teacher, doctor, scientist. Scientist stuck the longest. A couple of math courses and a physics class finished off that dream.

4. Is there anything about blogging that surprises you? How connected I feel to people I have never met. How cathartic an experience blogging can be. It is my space to do with as I please. I can choose what I divulge, the manner in which I like to share, and how frequently I do so.

5. What plans do you have for noon on January 20th?

Lunch. If all is going well with my plans for healthy living, I will be eating a nutritious meal chock full of veggies and lean protein, topped off with a low-fat fruity dessert. If I have PMS there will be chocolate involved. It might even be the main course.

If you want me to ask you five searing, intense, politician on the hot seat kind of questions,

1. Send me an email or a comment saying: "Interview Me"
2. I will respond by emailing you five questions. I get to pick the questions.
3. You can then answer the questions on your blog.
4. You should also post these rules along with an offer to interview anyone else who emails you or comments that they want to be interviewed.

Another MeMe

This one snagged from Kirsty. The rules: List one fact, word or tidbit that is somehow relevant to your life for each letter of your first or middle name. You can theme it to your blog or make it general.

M - Motion. I sometimes feel like I am in constant motion. Laundry, lunchboxes, baths, homework, supper, dishes, and work. My head even seems to be spinning when I lay down at night. I think motion and Mom might actually be symonyms.

E - Empathy. Sometimes I have too much of it. I cry when they show sappy commercials on TV and I went through a whole box of tissues while watching Steel Magnolias. I even get embarrassed for the people who make fools of themselves on call-in shows!

L - Literature. Reading is one of my favorite things to do. I get so engrossed in stories that Rob has to call my name several times before I realize he's trying to get my attention.

I - Indecisive. I can spend a long, long time making up my mind. And even then, I'm nervous I haven't made the best choice. Given a dollar and free range of the candy aisle was not a good thing for me. The merits of each piece of sugary delight were weighed carefully until I was finally forced (Just pick one now and let's go!) to make a choice.

N - Nearsighted. I'm blind as the proverbial bat. I wear contacts, but my vision is only about 50 points away from legally blind. A true Mr. Magoo. I cannot see even very large things like cars from a distance of more than 200 feet or so. And the lenses of my glasses have to be compressed. Otherwise they are very heavy and uncomfortable. I feel very vulnerable if I don't have my contacts in and I can't find my glasses.

D - Discombobulated. Just because I like the way it sounds. I love words. Some I love because of what they mean, others, just because they sound lovely and unique. But this word does describe me sometimes. It means: to throw into a state of confusion. Shut up Rob.

A - Adored. Rob adores me and I him. And I can't tell you how much that means to me. Or how it makes the good days brighter and the bad days bearable. Or how much he makes me laugh with his sarcastic wit. I think my kids adore me, even when they are mad with me. I do make their lunches after all. And I have Santa's phone number with me at all times.

Wouldn't this be good for your nablopo thingmajiggity Aunty?