Five Question Friday! 10/1/10

Okay, so...last night, I went to bed and I swear I was a senior in high school...and now, suddenly, I'm a thirtysomething mother of 5 and IT'S OCTOBER???? When did that happen?

It's really looking like fall in our neck of the woods. Sometimes, the beauty that surrounds me catches me off guard and takes my breath away. I need to take more fall photos. It's gorgeous here!

Our kids have their annual school marathon on Sunday...unfortunately for the Mr., he'll be out until Godknowswhen on Saturday night for his brother's bachelor party! (Remind me to tell you about the last bachelor party he was at...it's a pretty funny story! I can say that now.)

Anywho...welcome to Five Question Friday!! The funnest blog hop around! Join in...you'll love it (and, shhhh...it's super easy too!!)!

Rules for Five Question Friday: Have fun!! That's most important...but, you'll need to copy and paste the following questions to your blog, answer them, then watch for the linky to appear Friday morning!

Questions for Friday, OCTOBER???? 1st: (Special thanks to Amanda, Colleen [no blog],Sandy, Bethany, and [inspiration from] Kelly for their question suggestions!! If YOU want to be linked in a future 5QF, c'mon over to my community and offer up your best question suggestions! And, we could really use some new ones, btw.) ;)

1. Did you have a pen pal when you were little (or now)? Where were/are they from?

2. If you could do a different job for one day, what would it be?

3. Do you remember your biggest fear from when you were little?

4. What do you think is a waste of time? Why?

5. What is the oldest item you have in your closet?

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1. Did you have a pen pal when you were little (or now)? Where were/are they from?

Nope. Never did. At least, not that I can remember...as I'm sitting here typing, something deep in the recesses of my brain is trying to fire...trying to spark a memory.

But I can't retrieve it. Only just that little spark of a memory that maybe, just maybe I actually did have a pen pal when I was little.

Wait, though...can I consider all of YOU my pen pals? We write back and forth, right?

'Cuz, if you'll let me consider you a pen pal, then my brain can stop working so hard on dredging up that old (possibly not real) memory. Please?

Pretty please can I consider you my penpal?

I'll be your best friend?!

2. If you could do a different job for one day, what would it be?

Hmmmmm...this is a deep thinker.

I'm gonna totally go out a limb and say, I'd like to work at Disney World...a good Disney job (not, like, taking out the trash)...like being Cinderella (or, that weird leaf lady at Animal Kingdom that contorts her body...). That would be fun!

I wonder how the pay is?

I'm pretty sure I could handle smiling and waving all day long.

Or, WAIT! You know what else would be fun? Just for one day?

To be a fashion model! To be super skinny and dressed to the nines...just for one day, though, 'cuz, I'm pretty sure I'd feel a deep need for a cheeseburger, and I'd probably get fired for eating it. Then, after I was fired, I'd also order some french fries, a shake, and donut.

"If you give a supermodel a cheeseburger, chances are she'll want a..." ;)

3. Do you remember your biggest fear from when you were little?

Well...I can't remember a specific fear...but, I was around the same age (and geographic region) as Jacob Wetterling was when he was abducted...and I remember a fear of being abducted.

I swear, and you might laugh, but I swear that event changed how people parent. Gone were the days of staying out until dark. Gone were the endless hours of biking with friends, checking in only for supper and bedtime. Gone was the innocense of a generation that still wonders what happened to that boy.

Such a mystery. A tragic, horrible mystery.

4. What do you think is a waste of time? Why?

Well, not that I want to gross anyone out...but, I think pooping is a waste of time.

And, because I want to give it equal face (wait, that'd actually be "equal butt time", wouldn't it?) time...peeing too.

Just having to sit there, and do...nothing. It's so boring. So...unproductive.

I could do a bazillion different things with that time that I'm on the pot. Cooking, cleaning, tackling the ever growing mountain of laundry...the possibilities are endless!!

Sigh...if only we didn't hafta poop.

5. What is the oldest item you have in your closet?

Once upon a time, I was an 18 year old, single, pregnant, college-age, barely-woman...I wore stretchy pants and large sweatshirts...on of which I bought at college. A bright red, white letter embroidered, "College of St. Benedict" sweatshirt.

I lived in that sucker. I think it's like a quadruple XL, so huge, that I think my entire family could fit into it (like that mitten story...) if we tried.

I still own it. It's ratty, and holey, and almost falling apart...but I can't bear to part with it. It's like...like...like it got me through some rough times, so the least I can do is give it the courtesy of not sending it to the landfill.

You know?

Is that weird?

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Thanks for playing!! I hoped you enjoyed yourself!