Five Question Friday! 4/8/11

Whoa. I can't believe I actually remembered to do this tonight! I, seriously, think I'm getting Alzheimer's.

Just ask my husband.

And, you guys, he doesn't want to go to the Twins game???!!!! (Do you think he feels threatened by Joe Mauer?) ;) Hmmm...maybe I can still talk him into it? Help me plead my case!!

Alright...it's late, I just got home from work, my lips are chapped, my hands are dry...and mine eyes are tired, so let's get this 5QF party started!!

Rules for 5QF: Copy and paste the following questions to your blog post, answer them, then watch for the linky post to appear Friday morning and LINK UP! I would love it if you'd link back to me...but not at all a requirement!

Questions for Friday, April 8th: (Another great Twitter response! Special thanks to@My4RedHeads, @HeartHunnyBe, @RoryBore, @trooppetrie, and @spokeit for their question suggestions! If YOU would like to be linked in a future 5QF, c'mon over to my community or shout out your question suggestions via twitter! Remember to @5crookedhalosand use hashtag #5QF!)

1. If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be?

2. Write about a time when you got lost.

3. Camping or 5 star hotel?

4. Have you donated blood?

5. Do you have a budget or do you 'fly by' most months?

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1. If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be?

Why, *gasp*, whatever is there to change?!

Ahem...okay, well if you forced me to find a flaw (other than my brain being on a, seemingly permanent, vacation) I would have to say my housekeeping abilities.

Messes don't bother me so much.

Messes bother my husband a whole, whole, whole bunch.

Do you see the issue here?

So, yeah...I wish I were a bit of a neat freak. A smidge anal retentive. A dash of housekeeping OCD would be nice.

I think my husband would greatly appreciate it! (Right hon?)

2. Write about a time when you got lost.

This one time ("at band camp"...sorry, I always hafta throw that in after a "this one time"...back to regularly scheduled programming...) when I was just a wee one, let's say 5 ('cuz I can't remember...imagine that!) all of my relatives were up.

My cousin and I were playing in the backyard...being good little girls and making mud pies and worm cookies, or something, when we suddenly realized we were alone.

As in, alone, alone. Not an parent or a cousin or a grandparent or an aunt or an uncle to be found.

We remembered the big people talking about going to a car show at a zoo that was nearby my house, so we talked about how we had to be "big girls now" and we held hands and walked down to the zoo.

I don't remember (well, you don't say!!) at what point the adults realized they had left behind the two most precious little girls in the whole wide world, but someone decided to come looking for us at the zoo...

And there we were...checking out antique cars with a bunch of strangers.

So, I guess I wasn't really "lost"...but I think our families panicked for a bit that maybe we were!

3. Camping or 5 star hotel?

There was a time, prior to kids, that I might have said camping. And, actually, there's a part of me that would still like to choose "camping"...

But it's the whole "sleeping on the ground, swatting mosquitoes, eating food with dirt in it, bathing in the lake" thing that gets me now.

Sleep has become a luxury.

A luxury that is deserving of luxurious sheets, plush pillows, perfect mattresses...and fabulous room service.

Not to mention, when I'd leave, I'd leave my mess behind...I wouldn't hafta take it with me.

So, yeah...5 star hotel.

4. Have you donated blood?

I did. Twice.

Well, kinda.

I tried. Twice. In college...I was trying to save the world, you know. One pint of blood at a time...

First time I got to a half pint, my vein blew, and I ended up with a nasty bruise.

Second time, I got to a half pint, my vein blew, no, no scratch that, my vein EXPLODED!!! and I had a bruise from my elbow to my wrist for weeks. I looked like a druggie with really bad aim...or something.

After that, my husband's brother got wind of me only getting a half pint, and I earned the nickname "Half Pint" for a while, 'cuz my husband comes from a long line of tough, sturdy veins and they would race each other to see who could finish their pint first.

Weirdos.

5. Do you have a budget or do you 'fly by' most months?

A little of both. We've done a budget...but no matter how much we pad this and allow for that, it always tells us we should be ending up with a lot more money each month than we do.

So, we have an "idea"...a loose budget. And other than that?

We fly by the seat of our pants. It's what I do best.

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Okay friends! You're up!