Stealing this from Dawn!
1. What bill do you hate paying the most?
The heat. I’m always the one who’s cold, but I try to keep the heat low, so when the apartment is freezing AND the bill is high, it just feels unfair.
2. Where was the last place you had a romantic dinner?
Hmm. Probably the vegan Vietnamese place we always go to—we went to celebrate the bean. =)
3. If you’re married or in a committed relationship, how long has it been?
7.5 years together, almost exactly a year married.
4. How many people do you cook for? Or does someone cook for you? Or are you the Carry-Out Queen? Do you sit down for dinner?
I cook for the two of us, but recently it’s been more like I cook a huge meal once every two days, the Mr. eats leftovers, and I feel queasy and self-pitying.
5. What do you really want to be doing right now?
Sleeping. How dull I am.
6. How many colleges did you attend?
Just one—the University of Missouri at Columbia.
7. Got any advanced degrees?
Naw, just the BA.
8. How long have you been in your current job?
Freelancing for about three years now, but I’m not having any work at the moment. 😦
9. Do you have a “career,” or are you just paying the rent while you do more interesting things in your off time?
That’s an interesting question, and I haven’t really figured out the answer yet. I love writing, and my work is in publishing, but if I call myself an aspiring writer I feel like a j*ck*ss.
10. IRA, 401(k), private pension, government pension, private savings, or cross your fingers?
Well, the husband has some incredibly modest retirement….
11. Children? Grandchildren? Nieces & nephews?
One placed kid, one in the oven. No nephews or nieces for years, probably.
13. Name one big mistake you’ve made in the past ten years.
So this one time my sister had come to pick me up from college so that I could go home for Thanksgiving break (don’t drive, never have, doesn’t so much matter here). She had brought one of her horrible friends along, and they decided to stop at a gas station and buy wine coolers and Cheetos. She left the car running, and me the only one inside—she was parked on kind of a hill. After she’s been gone for fifteen minutes, I start to worry—the gas gauge is on empty!—so I decide to turn off the car to save gas. She, uh, hadn’t put a break on. The car rolled gracefully across the street and into a stop sign while I sat frozen in the passenger’s seat, looking frantically for a “Stop!” button. Very embarrassing.
14. You will live to be 95. On your deathbed, you will experience a moment of perfect clarity, complete with total recall of your entire life. The current you can ask the 95-year-old you one question. What will it be? Be careful; what you do with your answer has the potential to change the future. And yeah, you can ask who’s going to win the Derby in 2023 if you want to, although personally I think that shows a lack of imagination and ambition.
The only questions I can think of that matter would make me even more morbid and worried than I tend to be otherwise. I’m probably better off asking whether she’s happy.
15. What are your thoughts on gas prices?
I want them high—we drive some, sure, but I want to be able to keep driving in thirty years.
16. First thought when the alarm went off this morning?
“I hope he remembers to reset it for me.”
17. Last thought before going to sleep last night?
“You know what sounds good? Ice cream.”
18. Do you miss being a child?
19. What errand/chore do you despise?
Cleaning out the refridgerator.
20. Get up early or sleep in?
Sleep in every time. I am a weirdo night owl.
21. Have you found real love yet?
22. Favourite lunch meat?
Veggie for fifteen years—I don’t even remember what they’re like. Make mine a grilled cheese—or something with eggplant.
23. Vacation: who goes with you, or do you fly solo?
Depends on whether he can get off from work.
24. Do you think marriage is an outdated ritual?
No way. You can completely make your own wedding, and then your own marriage, and of course you choose your own spouse; it’s perpetually updateable.
25. Of all the people you’ve ever met, which one would you most like to face over the dinner table for the rest of your life?
My own sweet patootie, the Mister.
26. How old is your current car? How old was the last one when you got rid of it?
It’s a 1997. First car!
27. Ever use a fire extinguisher for its intended purpose?
Yes—in my mother’s oven. She was not pleased.
28. Somewhere in the world you’ve never been and would like to go?
Lots of places. But I’ve told Mr. Book that if we ever leave the U.S. we have to move to Reykjavik, so we should probably scope it out.
29. At this point in your life would you rather start a new career or a new relationship?
Career, hands down.
30. How old do you admit to being?
My own age.
43. Do you have a go to person?
Either the husband or my sister Kate, they’re both awesome.
44. Are you where you want to be in life?
Yes and no—I like the city, I love the husband, I’m looking forward to the mom thing. Lame as it sounds, it would be good if we had more money, and if the Mister had a job he didn’t hate.
45. What about you do you think has changed the most?
I am able to trust people now.
46. Looking back at high school were they the best years of your life?
Good God, no. No reunions for me.
47. Are there times you still feel like a kid?
Sort of. It’s weird to think that I’m married, pregnant, etc.—I’m the same me that I’ve always been, and I’ve never been a for-real grownup before.
48. Did you ever own troll dolls?
No, they kind of grossed me out.
49. How old were you when you first read Flowers in the Attic?
50. Where were you when Kennedy died?
Not yet a gleam in my father’s eye.
51. Where were you when the Challenger exploded?
I was three years old—I vaguely remember learning about it whenever I did from Punky Brewster.
52. Do you remember seeing any of the moon shots on television?
Only in movies.
53. (For Americans) What’s the first presidential election you remember?
Clinton’s first—we were living in the South, and I was an irritating young Democrat.
54. (For Americans) What did you do that was special for the Bicentennial?
I’ve asked my mom what it was like. . . .
55. Did you have a pager?
56. Where was the hang out spot when you were a teenager?
A coffeehouse named, creatively, The Coffee House.
57. Were you the type of kid you would want your children to hang out with?
I think so—I was never bad, just quiet and sarcastic. I meant well, though, and can tell touching stories of my kindness if the need arises. Mostly I was withdrawn, but I was good to my friends. And I never cut class, unlike my wicked husband!