Friday, May 7, 2010

Five Question Friday

Yep, it's meme time again, folks.  I have a bad case of blogger's block (or maybe just a boring, unfunny life lately), so I've been doing these a lot lately, I know.  But, meme's are a great way to meet new blog friends, and to find more blog to read! I love reading, but I find that the older I get, the shorter my attention span is-I think I might have adult onset ADD.  Blog posts are just the right length to hold my atten-OH! Look! George Clooney!! Oh, never mind.  That was just the UPS man. What was I saying?

Oh yeah! Today, I am participating in My Little Life's Five Question Friday.  Click the button below to visit My Little Life, and to find other Five Question Friday posts to read.  Link up, and join in!

1. What is your worst memory of your siblings?
Hmmm.  Hard question.  My only sibling is my brother, Mark.  He is 9 years older than me, and we've always been very different people, so we've never been close.  I remember being little, following him around, trying to get him to play with me, and take me with him to his friend's houses.  Sometimes he would, but not often.  What 14 year old boy wants to drag his 5 year old sister around with him?  Anyhow, he and my parents-especially my Dad- had a rocky relationship.  Someone was always yelling or arguing.  I've always hated conflict, so I remember hiding in my room crying, wishing everyone would just stop yelling.  Ah, memories... Man, I wish this had been a best memory question-I have a funny story for that!

2. What was YOUR naughtiest childhood memory? (Must be something YOU did, no pawning it off on someone else!)
I was actually a pretty well behaved kid.  No-really, I was.  I think behaving well was my way of trying to keep the peace in our family.  Here I go getting all psychological today.   I was born to be mild, baby.  Most of the "naughty" things I did were things that I didn't realize were naughty, until I got in trouble, that is.  When I was about 4 or 5, I looked around the house and decided that there just wasn't enough art on the walls. So, I got out my Sunday School papers that had nice little color illustrations, and cut them out.  Then I got my trusty Elmer's glue, and went to work.  Next thing I knew, my Mom was angry at me, and I was being sent to my room.  I guess she didn't appreciate all of the pretty pictures I had glued to the wood paneling in the dining room and all over the walls down the hallway....

That's the only "naughty" story that sticks out in my mind.  I do remember getting in trouble for things, but I don't remember what for. You may find this hard to believe, but I had a tendency to be a little sarcastic as a teen.  Shocking, isn't it? *batting eyelashes innocently* My parents put up with most of it though, and I think that is when I first learned that I could deflect attention from a tense situation with a funny, sarcastic quip.  If I could make them laugh, then they couldn't be mad, right? Oh my, I'm getting all kinds of deep today....

3. Where do you like to go to relax?
Depends.  If things are calm at home, then I relax here.  But, the whole ADD thing can become an issue, and I get antsy. Truly, the only place I can just lay down and relax for a long period of time is the beach.  Not such a good thing when you live in the middle of Indiana.  Dang, there goes my annonymity.  We've got cornfields and race cars, and some yummy fried cheese at the State Fair, but oceans, we don't have.

4. What was the last thing you won?
I honestly don't remember.  I don't really enter any contests.  I won an art contest for my grade level that was sponsored by Goodyear when I was in the 4th grade, though.  The only prize my art will ever win.

5. If you could be on a game show, which would you choose?
Hmmmm...I don't know.  Competitions make me nervous.  I'm not animated enough for The Price is Right-I don't squeal and jump up and down when I'm happy, and I don't throw myself on the ground like a tantruming toddler when I'm sad.  I only know a few of the questions on Jeopardy, and Deal or No Deal only holds my attention until the second brief case is opened.

When I was a preteen, I used to imagine myself on The Newlywed Game (with an imagined husband, of course).  We would answer the funniest questions, and I would hit my imaginary husband over the head with my answer card when he guessed wrong, and we would kiss passionatley when he was correct.  Then, we'd win some romantic trip to a dreamy hotel in the Poconos.  You know, one of those sleazy places that they would advertise in the back of Brides magazine (I used to check them out of the library and plan pretend weddings), with the hot tubs shaped like champagne glasses and heart shaped beds.  As a naive 11 year old, I didn't quite understand what we'd do there, beyond swimming in our own private, in room swimming pool, but whatever it was, it was supposed to be sexy.

So, five questions, five answers.  My work is done here.  I'm off to go watch the kids who are outside strumming on tennis rackets like guitars, pretending to be popstars.


  1. Ha Ha...I am with you on question 2, I don't really recall getting in trouble for things, perhaps that because I was good at not getting caught! :) Oh, I have stories, but they'll not be told. My brothers should have taken some lessons from me, I was the oldest and wisest after all :), but they didn't and well, I would often sit back and say "Been There, Done That...but, didn't get caught"! Have a Happy Mother's Day - The popstar's may put on a skit for you!!

  2. I have a friend who actually has a pic of her husband in ONE OF THOSE CHAMPAGNE GLASSES...and wait...IT WAS LAST YEAR...NOT 1975! Cheezy, sleazy...yep! That's pretty funny! I always loved the newlywed game too :)

  3. Hahaha, I loved your answers. I remember the Newlywed Game and oh, did I wish that one day, I'd be on the show as well.

    Your brought back memories.

  4. It's fun getting to know you with these type of posts, Bethany! I didn't know you have ADD---I have it, too! I wasn't diagnosed until last year and then suddenly my entire life began to make sense.

    I, too, decorated my mom's walls with glued-on pages from a coloring book. I even glued one on my bedroom door, which she never could get peeled off all the way. My parents sold the house and when we went back to visit nine years later, the people still had the bedroom door with the pieces of glued-on picture. I think I would have just bought a new door if I were them.

    This was fun. Have a great weekend!


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