I'm going to forgive Teresa Berry for not realizing that this is recital week, the last week of school and the week of other endless deadlines.
Despite these entire goings ons I have been MeMe'd. I can't tell you my first thoughts when I received the tag.
Suffice it to say they weren't entirely pure.
So here goes. I apologize at the outset for the nothing fancy bare bones post but if you go back to the first paragraph you will understand.
Who is my favorite musical artist? It's always nice to start out with an easy one... I'm musically illiterate. I like to listen to music but 90% of the time I could not tell you the title of the song or the artist. That being said, I grew up in the 80's, nuff said! I am a big hair band 80's music loving type of girl. There is a radio station here that plays 80's music on Friday nights. I love to crank it up Real Loud! I'm also a fan of Jimmy Buffet, The Eagles, Van Morrison and believe it or not The Violent Femmes. I listen to classical in the morning (mainly because it follows NPR news.)
Who is my favorite artist? I am most attracted to French Impressionist art. Maybe it's because I studied French for so many years in high school and college and I was exposed to it on a regular basis. If I had to choose a clear favorite I would say Toulouse Lautrec simply because his work is bold, vibrant and alive. (As a side note my favorite piece in the National Gallery of Art is Watson and the Shark by John Singleton Copley.)
If you could meet anyone (dead or alive) who would it be and what is the most interesting thing about them? Wow, there are so many choices running through my mind. I think I would most like to meet and talk to John Douglas. He has written several books on the FBI's serial crime unit with Mark Olshaker. Actually I would like to sit down with both of them. I would love to pick their brains on the latest theories for behavioral analysis. When I was in college I used to deter conversation while I was working out by taking my latest "serial killer" book to read while doing the treadmill or stair stepper. (This was not leisure reading I was a criminal justice major and then a forensic science major.)
Who has been the person in my life that has had the greatest impact on me? Without a doubt this was the easiest question for me. Elizabeth Frye, my oldest and dearest friend who died last year. I knew Mrs. Frye from the day I was born. She and her husband were members of the same church as my family when I was growing up. She took a special interest in all the children of that community. She used to come to my mom's quilting group (and she couldn't sew at all.) She would come back to my room; I was about five, and talk with me. (And she actually talked to me and listened.) She was a historian, a teacher, and so much more. She and her husband supported the community Little League and they treated every child as if he was their own. After I moved away I would go back and visit her. She was always involved in several committees and groups and I remember hoping I would have her level of commitment to every endeavor. When I visited she still listened. She would ask me my thoughts, my dreams, my opinions. (I am the youngest of four, nobody ever wanted my opinion!) She guided and inspired just by living her life to its fullest.
What did I want to be when I grew up? Shouldn't this be what do I want to be when I grow up? I remember wanting to become a veterinarian and I think I went through a nursing phase. I don't think I ever had one set thing I wanted to be. (I still struggle with this question some days there are so many things that interest me.)
If I could do anything what would I do? I would probably go sail the Greek Islands. That has always been my absolute dream vacation. So if I could do anything that is what I would do first. After I got that out of my system I would buy a huge historic home on about ten acres and open up a children's shelter.
What is the most interesting piece of trivia I know? If you have sensitive stomachs skip this answer and go to my favorite game. A female praying mantis eats her husband. (That wasn't it, I just wanted to warn you one more time before I answered this...)
I'm done warning you the next fact is gross, but you asked...When a body is badly decomposed, in order to take the finger prints you have to remove the skin "glove" and put it over your own gloved hand. (You'll find out how I know that later.)
What is my favorite game? This one is so easy. Scrabble® is my absolute favorite game. I was raised on the game.
Tell me I am not the only one who actually has pictures of winning boards.
If I could live in any point in history what would it be and why? I think I would most want to live in the late 18th century or early 19th century. Although I enjoy our creature comforts and modern conveniences I think it would be nice to not be bothered. I would love it if guests had to be announced and received as opposed to barging in on a whim. I am fascinated by and love the art of handwritten correspondence. I would also like to live at the time of the birth of our country; to witness the founding fathers fighting for and creating this great country.
When I look into the mirror, who do I see? I used to see a young, immature girl. Lately I have begun to notice an older version. I first dismissed this woman however I have come to realize that she is a little more wise and confident so I think I will keep her around. (I'm still using eye cream though!)
What is the most interesting job I have ever held? I was a crime scene investigator for the sheriff's office. (And yes I do watch CSI, mainly for the comedy.) I absolutely loved this job. I used to do the trick I revealed in the trivia question along with other equally disgusting tasks. I wasn't able to continue with this career path after the birth of my daughter. (I was on call twice a week and depending on the type of call I could be gone anywhere from 3 to 12 hours, not really workable with a baby.) So I gave up my dream career. I do consider going back on occasion now that the kids are getting older but so far I haven't made the leap.
What is the worst job I have ever had?
Every job is a learning experience.
I learned I never ever want to be the birthday girl at Chuck E. Cheese AGAIN. For those of you without children, Chuck E. Cheese is a place of torture where hundreds of screaming children pile in on a Saturday morning to celebrate their friend's birthday in a noisy arcade setting with large rodent characters. The birthday girl gets to scream into the microphone/ PA, "Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls may I have your attention please. Today we are celebrating (insert child's name and age) Birthday." The speech goes on. The birthday also gets to put on the sweaty rat costume and mingle with the kids. I held this job at the age of sixteen for about one month. One day when I went to work the place was boarded up with a note on the door that it was out of business. I was devastated. So devastated I had to dance all the way to my car. I have never darkened the doorstep of another Chuck E. Cheese.
What is my biggest missed opportunity? I can't really think of a particular opportunity I missed. I know there are some things that I have done or not done that I would change if I could. But I also think that if I did those things differently then I might not be where I am today. I have two absolutely wonderful children that are the light of my world. If I had taken a different path then I might not be blessed with my children and the other gifts of my life.
That took a lot longer to put together than I thought it would. And now I have to bestow this honor on eight more unsuspecting souls. Who might I choose?
In no discernable order: Julie Ferenzi, Klarque Garrison, Nick Ruta, Steve Hoffacker, Lisa Hill, Matthew Gosselin, Brenda Carus, and last but not least Kim Daugherty
Have Fun Guys!
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