Yes, I am participating in yet another meme! The WTF Meme features random questions you’ve probably never been asked before, at least not on a public level. These questions will come from random current events, personality quizzes, or will be based on the creator’s crazy random conversations. Check out the WTF Meme blog to learn more and check out the participants’ blogs for weekly answers.
I know, I know…this brings me up to three memes per week: Simply Sunday, Wordless Wednesday, and now WTF Thursday. Sorry if these bore you! But hey, they are fun and get me writing when I don’t feel like writing about the heavy topics of grief and loss. It’s always nice to have something interesting and fun to look forward to, and maybe these memes will help you get to know the woman behind the widow a little bit better. Maybe you’ll even start doing one yourself! If you do, please link me to it! :)
1) You turn on your TV and see a report on the news that your best friend has been arrested for illegal drug trafficking. Are you surprised?
Hell yes I’m surprised, my best friend is dead! If he managed to come back, I don’t think he’d be trafficking drugs. Now, if you are talking about my living best friend, well I’d be surprised, but probably only a little. Not because he is a drug user. He’s about as far from it as one could get, actually. But he has a knack for getting himself into interesting situations and never stands for something illegal occur around him, so I’d probably think he somehow got wrongfully arrested while trying to lay a smackdown on the situation. Or just couldn’t keep his mouth shut. :P
2) You find out one of your family members is releasing a tell-all book about your family. Are you worried about what secrets he/she might reveal about you?
Nope. My ugly secrets are locked pretty tight and far away from my family. Now, once I write my memoir that might change. But I’ll be telling on myself then. That’s different!
3) What was the last thing you bought totally on impulse?
A sandwich press. I saw it in the store
three days ago, that makes me look bad huh? oh well and was instantly reminded of my and The Hubs early married days when we were super poor (and super happy) and lived off of ramen, Kraft dinner, sandwiches, and beer. I had an old sandwich iron acquired from somewhere in my family and I would craft all sorts of yummy sandwiches, all including melty cheese of course. He loved any sandwich that came out of the damn sandwich press, always eating each little triangle individually. It sadly got lost somewhere in one of our many moves. I hadn’t thought about the thing, or The Hubs adorable affinity for it, in years. Impulsively, I bought this new $10 one with the intentions of making the same gooey sandwiches for Little Man. It’s now shut tight in a cabinet, still in it’s box, because I can’t bring myself to use it on something that The Hubs can’t eat.
4) Remember the story of “The Prince and the Pauper?” … If this happened to you, would you fess up to not being the heiress or ride the wave of fake fame for a while?
I’d fess up, dude. Not only would I feel incredibly guilty, an extremely strong and annoying-to-a-fault trait of mine, but I wouldn’t want to be famous like that. Too many people in my face.
5) When I was in kindergarten and first grade, my school used balloon “alphabet people” to teach us the letters. I’m not sure how effective it really was at teaching me the letters, but I still remember the cheesy balloons to this day. Do you remember how you learned the alphabet?
No. I do know that I learned them at an extremely young age though, which is probably why I don’t remember the particulars. Little Man learned them when he about 14-16 months old (man I really wish I hadn’t been so grief-stricken that I didn’t write things in his damn baby book) by what I like to think was my brilliant teaching skills, but was actually from the Leap Frog Letter Factory DVD. He would demand “froggies” all day long and could sing the ABC song within a day or two. Genius.
6) You’re stuck at home by yourself so sick that you don’t want to get up off the couch. There is an all-day marathon on TV that you decide to watch to pass the time. What show is the marathon of?
Is the kidlet around? If so, it would be a Curious George marathon to keep him entertained. If I was alone? House, hands down. If you know me you know I have a strange attraction to Hugh Laurie’s character. Something about the insensitive jackass just gets to me.
7) You win a $1,000 shopping spree to Mall of America. What is the first store of the 400-plus stores in the mall that you will go ravage?
Oh geeze. That’s like asking an alcoholic what cocktail they will drink. Sorry if that’s offensive. I’d probably go to Francesca’s Collections first. I love that place, excellent variety of many of my favorite fashion-y things. But I wouldn’t spend it all there, Life is Good’s Relaxadaisical would be next, and Barnes and Noble third. Doubt there would be much left after those.
8.) I recently found myself in the middle of a conversation on a co-worker’s very public Facebook wall about the music I like to have playing while I have sex. What are a few songs that would be on your making love playlist?
Oh boy. These all have sentiments of which I will offer zero explanation or background, thankyouverymuch. But I’d say: Cream’s White Room, Tom Petty’s Top of the World, Imogen Heap’s Hide and Seek, and Eric Clapton’s Wonderful Tonight.
9) Yesterday my cousin walked into her living room and found her two young daughters covered head-to-toe in scotch tape. When she asked what they were doing, they said they were “fixing” themselves. What is one thing you wish you could fix with tape?
No way I can pick just one. 1) The gaping hole in my heart. 2) The missing piece of my son’s future. 3) The fragments of my personality and life that shape up to a whole lot of nothingness right now. 4) All of the wounds of my family and friends.
10) Financial expert Dave Ramseyoften asks, “What would your bank account say about you?” If I took a peak at your bank statement, what would I see? Are you a penny-pincher? Do you eat at Taco Bell way too often?
Within my monthly budget, I spend way too much on meaningless crap to fill my time and energy. Some could say I am trying to fill a void with random trips to Target. I could definitely take a sizable chunk and do something more worthwhile with it, like save or donate or tithe. I do those things sometimes, but should really learn to do them more. But outside of my budget, you’d see I don’t touch a dime of certain accounts. I just can’t. Oh, and it would be evident that I love coffee and Amazon.
11) This Sunday is Father’s Day, and everyone keeps talking about the positive things their dads did. Well, my father was a horrible man, so I’m sick of all the positivity. Tell me two negative things (and a couple positive things, if you insist) about your father.
Negatives? He works too damn much. It’s really a positive, because he would give not only the shirt off his back but his entire existence to provide for his family, and in a way has his entire life. But I hate seeing him work himself to bone and lose time with his loved ones because of it. I wish life would take it easy on him for once, so he could take it easy himself. And the positives? I don’t have enough space to type all of those. We have an indescribable bond that I’m told was nearly immediate (I was pretty young and don’t really remember much before him). He married my mother when I was six years old and filled the empty role of father in my life, and then some. I’ve never thought of him as my ‘stepfather’; he is my Dad and I couldn’t have hand-picked a better one. As a young kid, I followed him everywhere, holding flashlights for him in the barn, stepping in chicken crap as I helped him raise his roosters, cleaning water pipes and holders with muratic acid to help him out (don’t call CPS, that shit’s strong but awesome), sawing and toting bricks on his job sites during the summers, asking him if he would adopt me so I could have his last name, being awesomely horrified by his goodhearted harassment of waitresses for our family’s amusement, and taking dares of rubbing his stinky feet for $5 to spend on toy horses. As an adult, I grew to respect his work ethic, his deep gentlemen values, his fierce protection of his girls, his devotion to my mother, and his commitment to creating memories during my childhood that I would always remember. And boy, do I. I wouldn’t change anything for the world, except of course his current situation. I wish we could spend more time together and that I could give him even a small piece of what he’s given me. I love you Dad!