1. What is your favorite word?
What does "favorite" mean? It can't mean "the word I say most" because that would probably be something tiresome like "no" or "quit!". No, no. It has to mean something more than that.
Possible.
There is nothing more full of hope and potential and let's-get-this-show-on-the-road than "possible". As long as something is possible, I don't need to know more. Don't give me probability statistics and likelihood percentages. Because of someone can do it, that someone could be me.
2. What is your least favorite word?
Puss is a pretty gross word. Not as in the cat who wore boots. But as in, the stuff that oozes. It's just a yucky word all around. Puss. Blech.
3. Why won't my kids take naps?
This was submitted by my friend Kara. All I can think is that their brains are so full of the genius things that will change the world that they can't get them to be quiet long enough to take a snooze. Brains are so annoying sometimes!
4. What would you do for a Klondike bar?
Y'all, I have not been able to eat anything sweet in approximately 6 weeks. I would...do...something super crazy I tell ya what if it meant I could eat a dang Klondike bar in peace. It's really all I want for Christmas. That or world peace. But mostly the ice cream.
5. What sound do you love?
You know when it's raining and cool and you put on your rain coat and put the hood on your head and you go outside and just stand there? That sound. The rain hitting your coat and nothing else. I love that.
6. What sound do you hate?
Two pieces of styrofoam rubbing together. Holy cow that's the worst. Chills right now just thinking about it!
7. Is there really a Santa Claus?
See, this is just another reason why I heart being Catholic. Of COURSE there's a Santa Claus- St. Nicholas! His spirit of generosity and love for orphans and widows lives for all eternity. Boom.
8. What profession other than yours would you like to attempt?
It would be pretty sweet to attempt being an heiress or something. Wear super fancy dresses and have someone else fix your hair and attend "soirees" and such. Yep, that would be a pretty sweet gig.
9. What profession would you not like to do?
Once Mike Rowe had to clean out sewers. That looked pretty ungood.
10. If heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the pearly gates?
If I arrive. If I arrive. That's life's constant struggle, friends. I'd better never take my eventual arrival for granted...
I like #10 so much! Nice list my friend. I love the idea of possible, anything is!
ReplyDeleteCleaning sewers? Yuck. But I'd definitely like to be an heiress too!
ReplyDeleteI guess I would be relieved/happy to hear God say, "What? YOU? How in the world...? *heavy sigh* Well, since you're here already, I suppose you can stay."
ReplyDeleteThat would be good enough for me.
What happened to "What's your favorite curse word?" <;-)>
ReplyDeleteumm, i think it's pus - not puss - LOL!!
ReplyDeleteI love how "being an heiress" is now considered to be a profession.
ReplyDeleteMMMM...Klondike Bars.... MMMMMM... I'm off to have an Oreo and a glass of milk. Maybe 3 Oreos. Yeah, 3 Oreos.
Oh you poor thing, nothing sweet for 6 weeks??? I hope you get your fill of ice cream soon!
ReplyDeleteNumber 2 is pretty gross. My kids once gave me a lecture on why the word "moist" should be removed from the English language. I still wake up shuddering and dry heaving.
ReplyDeletePuss is gross! Now I can't stop thinking about it or the sound of styrafoam rubbing together. Ewwww.
ReplyDeleteWhen, not if. It's not earned, it's entered through Grace.
ReplyDelete@Brian- I had to switch up some of the questions. My kids read my blog :)
ReplyDelete@Ellen- Well, I believe I could screw it up. I can't go around thinking and doing sinful things and expect to be given an eternity of joy just because I think Jesus is great.
"Ungood" - my new favorite word!
ReplyDeleteWow. I thought I had a funny little comment. Wrote it out, about to publish, when I read Shar up there already said the same thing. Sometimes my timing is just so ungood.
ReplyDeleteMan, you nailed nasty words. Puss--it is gross, it sounds gross, and it even looks gross on paper.
ReplyDeleteUgh, I got shivers just READING about two pieces of Styrofoam rubbing together!
ReplyDeleteMy favorite word is enraptured: "filled with delight". I love how it sounds and I love it's definition.
ReplyDeleteYay for Catholicism and Saint Nicholas!
Very good point about IF we make it to heaven. :o)
Jamie
For Love of Cupcakes
I never thought of heiress! I would definitely like to attempt that profession - I'm sure I would excel at it.
ReplyDeleteLove that last answer!!! :)
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed your list!! And I also cringed at the thought of the styrofoam...thanks!
ReplyDeleteOk, so I'm stalking your blog from the very beginning (it's definitely my kind of writing!) and ZOMG THE STYROFOAM. Seriously. Hair stands on end every single time. Whoever invented styrofoam should be shot, partly because of the whole environmental thing, partly because he (she?) is likely already dead and it's not going to hurt, but mostly the sound thing.
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