I shall now participate in the blogging meme “11 Questions” as tagged by my friend Ado at The Momalog who was tagged by Sue at Cookie’s Chronicles. By linking it with Stasha’s Monday Listicles, the tear in the universe is complete because I kinda usually ignore being tagged in memes and I never ever tag others. We’ll see how I feel about that part by the time I finish writing it.
The 11 Questions from Ado
1. If you met your favorite movie star and could say whatever you wanted to him or her in 140 characters or less, what would it be? (And who is the movie star?)
Brad Pitt, my husband would love to have sex with you. Do you know Mick Jagger? He’s also invited: Q completely enjoyed his autobiography and would like to explore a few of its concepts.
2. What’s your dream?
I keep having these crazy recurring dreams that I’m working as a personal assistant for Beyonce. I am seriously considering psychotherapy because of them. It’s like I’m stalking her in my dreams and I’m one psychotic breakdown from rooming with John Hinkley.
3. Ever had a scary parenting moment?
If it seems scary that I’m letting Nick Jr teach Ehren math and reading, then yes. If not, then, no, not recently.
4.Something besides your children that you are proud of.
I once spent less than $50 in Target.
5. What’s your favorite book? Why?
The Art of Possibility by Ben Zander. It broadened how I thought of others, and opened my mind to others’ individual lives and back stories. I was already generally accepting of most people’s flaws, but the book deepened my understanding of them.
6. What’s in your fridge?
This weekend’s leftovers from Abe’s Cajun Market & Cafe: crawfish, shrimp and cornbread. Some leftover pizza. Pink lemonade. Unidentified sticky stuff lining the top two shelves.
7. Do you make your bed every day? Do your kids make theirs? Why/why not?
You’re just gonna get back in it later. What’s the point?
8. What’s your best kid’s riddle or joke?
The knock-knock joke involving the orange and banana.
9. Epidural or au naturel?
I’m assuming this is referring to childbirth and not surviving the mall food court. I was talked into an epidural for Jordan, my first kid. Hated it. Went natural for the next two boys. It didn’t hurt any more than would having my lip pulled over my head then wearing it as a turtleneck for the winter.
10. Ask your kids what they like about you and what bugs them about you and write it verbatim here.
Only the 2-year-old is at home while I’m writing this. He’s not really into the abstract line of questioning. His answer verbatim: Hm? Mm-hm.
11. Do you have any advice for Snooki? (-:
I honestly don’t know who this is except I know she’s on a reality show and she’s famous for being on the show. I know she’s pissed off the governor of New Jersey somehow by her inaccurate portrayal of Italian-Americans while maybe not actually being Italian. I don’t click the links in my Twitter feed, so all this is from scanning tweets. I guess my advice would be to hire Kim Kardashian’s agent. That girl seems to be everywhere.
Okay, okay, I’ll tag
Tagging 11 people who I hope haven’t already been tagged. Here’s how this works. I tag them, they answer my questions, and write 11 questions of their own for 11 other bloggers to answer, then let their 11 bloggers know they’ve been tagged.
- Shannon (accidentally left off original list; sorry, Shannon!)