Questions Answered

First let me just say - you guys are ruthless!! LBB is going to ruin my reputation if I answer or not. And Steph!! You are going to get me into trouble young lady. You're bad - go to my room!

LBB asked:

1) If you HAD to commit murder -- and were assured you could do it with impunity -- who would you kill? I cried after accidentally killing a doodlebug once when I was little. I have no hate for anyone enough to kill them. I seriously cannot think of a single person who's life I'd like to end. How boring am I? Now, there is an ex-boyfriend or two I wouldn't mind having voodoo dolls for, but that really is the extent of my meanness. I'm sorry if I've let you down, dear LBB...


2) Would you rather have the power to eat whatever you want without calories or detriment to your health? Or the power to make ANYBODY fall in love you? Those who know me know I have a very strong belief in Fate. Therefore, wanting the power to make someone fall in love with me - I have not the desire for. If he is meant to love me, he will. That said, I would definitely choose the power to eat what I want without worrying about calories. Besides, I like to eat and that would really come in handy when I don't have the time or desire to work out. ;)

3) What's your dream job? Owning my boutique! I dream daily of owning an artsy boutique filled with my own handmake jewelry and other goodies, where the walls are covered with my paintings and photography. I would lasso in my crafty friends goodies and rent wall space inexpensively to starving local artists to give them a little jumpstart on their fame. I would go to market and purchase the coolest clothing, and I wouldn't only have them in sizes 0-4 either! And I would have a shoe wall too. And it would be full of color and inspiration. I could go on for paragraphs with this one!

Papa asked:

Describe the time and place where you would tell a person, "Bitch, I am going to kill you so painfully slow" and know the person your saying it to would bust out laughing. Papa, you are a scary bird at times, but I can't help but like ya. (And have to now that you and J are BFF...)

I would have to say my ex-roomie Lola. One night we ended up in New Orleans, the weekend before Katrina hit. In bars till 4 am. I took one for the team that night. Yep, girls do it too. Talk to the idiot drunken friend of the guy your girlfriend wants to hook up with. While her guy was very well-mannered, the guy I had to entertain said things like "You have the slamminest face in the bar!!" while crushing beer cans on his forehead.

I think I did threaten to kill her that night. And I'm sure she laughed.

Steph asked:

If you could shag a fellow blogger, who would it be and why? I've never shagged an Aussie before... And yer sure got a purty mouth, mm hmm.

Now see? My boyfriend surely can't get mad at that one. *wink*

Kelly asked:

What is your favorite memory, and why? Two really stand out in my mind, from very different time periods. (Can I have two? Please please?)

When I was younger we used to have a really large branchy tree in the middle of our yard. I loved that tree and raced to the back yard every day after school to climb it, hoping to get a little higher up each time to impress my Daddy. I never excelled in my climbing though due to my fear of heights.

Still, I would climb the tree just out of the view of the back window and wait for my father to come home. He would pretend to not know I was up there, walking around his shop and close to the tree, asking my giggling sister where I was. When he found me, he would praise me for climbing higher, though I had not budged from last time.

Sometimes he would climb the beloved tree himself, and man would he get high up there! My mom would come out "Guy! Get your ass - excuse Mommy kids - down from there!!! What, do you think you're 20 again??"

I also adore a somewhat recent memory I like to think of over and over of Babers. When we were new, J and I would go out a lot. Alcohol makes J very sweet and affectionate. He would do this thing where he would drape his arm across to my seat, his hand resting on my shoulder and cupping the back of my head. He would be sharing his feelings while I was driving, all the while petting the back of my head. In his drunken stupor, he didn't realize his pressure and I would often find myself straining to keep my head from pressing into the steering wheel from his heavy petting. *snicker* Once I finally blurted out to him and instead of being hurt he said "Baby? Do you know you're beautiful all the time, or just when I tell you?"

I love that memory.

Names asked:

If you had to wear a shirt that said a phrase or word what would it say? I would probably wear a shirt that said "Complicated" on it. Those who weren't up for the challenge would avoid me and I would be just that much closer to sharing my life with those who connect and mesh with me best.

Also, what gives you meaning to your life? Definitely the relationships I have with my loved ones, and most importantly with myself. Loving your family and significant others definitely makes life sweeter, but being happy with myself and being the best person I can for my loved ones - that's the challenge. Having only one chance to do it right and working every day for it - how's that for meaning.

Jason asked:

Question numero uno- How much do you miss me? I miss you like crazy.

Ok, seriously, if you could relive any day in the past what day would it be and why. Would you do things different or is it a day that you would leave the same?

Seriously, I would relive the night we met up again, a year and a half ago.* I know this sounds corny as hell, but that night had a sort of magic to it. We were high off of sexual tension, giddy with all the flirting...

I remember a lot of our conversations word for word. I remember when you asked how about my "irritating little lap dog" and I gasped and told you he had died just months ago. Your face was priceless. I kept looking at my new sandals and exclaiming how cute they were - you ignored my girlish comments and asked me to marry you - six times over the course of 3 hours.

I can still see your face that night. You smiled all night and had the most devilish look on your face. Its my favorite face.

I would leave everything about that night exactly as it was. I wouldn't change a thing. Its the memory that is the farthest away in time in the history of us and yet is so bright and fresh in my mind.
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Y'all, that was so much fun. Going down memory lane, exploring my blogger preferences (tee hee), realizing that I'm not in the category of murderers. Thanks. :)

*"That night Jand I met up again" - J and I have known each other for almost half of our lives already. We were friends in high school. Afterwards, we drifted apart. We saw each other every few years or so, one year working together waiting tables. I guess Fate was just testing us out, pulling us apart and bringing us back together every so often. Eventually we met up again. Just thought I should explain.