Sure, Why Not.

I've been tagged by H. I thought I'd give it a go.

INSTRUCTIONS: Remove the blog in the top spot from the following list and bump everyone up one place. Then add your blog to the bottom slot, like so.

1) Worker Mommy
2) Whiskeymarie
3) Lollie
4) Random Mindless Ramblings
5) Bulletproof Blank

*I'm not tagging anybody... if you'd like to fill this out, feel free.*

What were you doing 10 years ago?
I was getting ready to start first grade, my first year of school. I never went to kindergarten. I didn't skip it, per se, I just didn't enroll.

What were you doing 1 year ago?
The same I am now. Work, band practice, sometimes eating, always sleeping.



Five snacks you enjoy:
1) Sun Chips
2) Oreos
3) Deviled Eggs
4) Guacamole on anything
5) Cinnamon Teddy Grahams

Five songs that you know all the lyrics to:
1) Hide And Seek - Imogen Heap
2) One By One - Unkle Bob
3) Mad World - Gary Jules
4) Pinball Wizard - The Who
5) See the Sun - Dido




Five things you would do if you were a millionaire:
(Let's say...5 separate million-dollar deals.)

1) Pay off Mom and Dad's debt.
2) Buy three dream cars, one for each kid. ^ This red 1980 Mercedes-Benz 450SL for me. Light blue would be nice, too.
3) Launch a charitable business idea, such as Toms shoes or Ethos water.
4) Pay for my college. And Jack's college. And Skye's college...
5) Purchase the many books and CDs I've had my eye on.


Five bad habits:
1) Neck cracking
2) Sarcasm
3) Extreme procrastination
4) Nail polish chipping
5) I don't put anything away. My room is covered with my shoes and laundry.


Five things you like doing:
1) Sleeping
2) Reading
3) Writing
4) Talking
5) Laughing


Five things you would never wear again:
1) I once wore my dad's old Gulf War fatigues to school. I painted my nails dark brown to match. Never again.
2) Flowered barettes -- the bendy kind.
3) Turtlenecks.
4) Pigtails.
5) Birkenstocks. (I've never owned a pair. I tried them once and refuse to wear them.)


Five favorite toys:
1) This
2) These
3) This
4) This
5) And this guy

Regretfully,

I never could juggle. Why it was a Physical Education unit, I didn't understand. "This week: dodgeball. Next week: juggling...?" It only ever took a few days to remind me. After that week, my quads burned and my knees killed. The cycle was this: juggle two balls. Check. Juggle three balls. Drop them all. Run, bend, and squat to retrieve all three balls from various corners of the expansive brick gym.

I learned to stick with scarves. Juggling scarves makes me want to run away to the circus. I just might, with those mad skills.

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Cool picture, no? There's more where that came from.

Bewitched

you love her
don't you
then why
doesn't she
believe you?

take a step back
this is what
you want?
you're too good
to her

i love
your heart
i can't watch
let you watch
her
break it.

Sunday Secrets

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I've wondered the same.