Five Question Friday! 2/26/10

Yay!!! Yippee!! Hooray!

It's Friday!!

And, for anyone who may have missed the memo yesterday, we're trying something new. I tossed out a little question about having a "Thursday night preview" of the 5QF questions...and, overwhelmingly, people said:

"Yes, yes, yes!!!" (Not unlike Meg Ryan in "When Harry Met Sally")

I aim to please, so I tweeted and forumed and posted the questions last night! Missed 'em? Well, don't fret!

'Cuz here they are again!!

Rules, as always, but with a new (!!) twist: Copy and paste the following questions to your blog post, answer them...thenwatch for the MckLinky to appear tomorrow morning, and link up! I would love, love, love for you to link back to me, Mama M.!

Now, without further ado...(drumroll please)...

I announce the:

Questions for Friday, 2/26/10: (Special thanks to: Lily,Thorney London, Maryanne, Renee, and moi! Do you wanna be linked in a future 5QF? C'mon over here, to my community, and offer up your question suggestions!)

1. Do you sing karaoke? If so, what is your go to song?

2. What is your favorite coffee drink?

3. If you could choose your own name, what would it be?

4. Were you ever bullied?

5. How often do you eat fast food?

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1. Do you sing karaoke? If so, what is your go to song?

First, lemme just say...if I'm singin' karaoke, you'd better hope that you are not anywhere near me.

Second, it takes me a few cocktails to loosen up enough to be able to pick up the mic.

Third, once those cocktails have taken effect...you will not be able to pry me away. Which means, that you'll want to heed my first bit of advice.

But, I've discovered...Faith Hills "This Kiss" makes for some fun karaoke'in'!

Just ask my mortified husband and the rest of his business associates.

Ahem...carrying on...

2. What is your favorite coffee drink?

Coffee has become my friend. Me and coffee...we're like this (*crosses fingers tightly*).

At home (scratch that...) anywhere...I prefer my coffee "dressed up". If I'm out and about, say at...oh, I dunno...Caribou?

It's a Dark Chocolate Skim Campfire Mocha with Whip.

Amen.

At home? Gimme a coffee with a few scoops of hot chocolate, a splash of French Vanilla Creamer, and a healthy dollop (squirt) of whipped cream (and when I say whipped cream, I totally mean, Redi Whip).

Yum.

I need some coffee now.

3. If you could choose your own name, what would it be?

It would be Mama. Just like it is.

What...you thought I had a real name? (*scoff*) As if...

First name, Mama. Last name, M.

Oh, alright...pull my leg.

I'd want something elegant and exotic.

Like...Esme.

Or, Gertrude. (I kid!! Love ya, Great-grandma Gertrude!!)

Or, Elise, Giselle, Lauren.

My mom said she wanted to name me Tracy. I kicked her in the shins and said, "then why the heck did you stick me with this hideous name?!!!"

She grounded me for kicking.

But, somehow...Mama T. just doesn't have the same ring as Mama M.

Mama T. makes me sound like I should be wearing multiple heavy gold chains and have a TV show named, "Mama T. and the Gang".

Hmmmm...maybe fate was at work when my grandma gasped and gagged and threw up in her mouth when she heard "Tracy" (really? What's wrong with Tracy? Sigh...)...Mama M. would never have been...

4. Were you ever bullied?

Well...I was beat up.

Does that count?

A friend and I walked into our local Hardee's (do those exist anymore? I'm convinced my experience was the demise of them...), she said a few choice words (under her breath) about the clientel...

I, looked at said clientel, and kept my mouth shut...they were a rough bunch.

We went potty...while sitting in the stalls...the doors open, and voices can be heard, "grumble grumble...b*t***es, grumble grumble b*t***es"...not certain that they were talking about us, I calmly exited said stall...

Only to realize, yes indeed...we were the b*t**es they were talking about.

The got up in our faces, my friend made her escape, I tried to follow...got fists to the head, hair pulled...somehow ran out to my vehicle...shaking and terrified (I was a pretty gentle kid...not my type of thing...)...

Threw the vehicle into reverse...leaving my friend inside, seeking help with the (unhelpful) management...and drove to the fire chief's house (also a long time family friend).

A couple of friends there drove me to the police station, where I was questioned about what happened (by the notorious "Bad Cop" in town), my parents called, and taken home.

Long story short(ish?), my parents were encouraged by the parents of these girls, to press charges. So, court dates and restraining orders later...I was a wreck.

Seriously...I think I had PTSD!! It was crazy.

Almost, surreal, now that I think back upon it!

Weird.

Alrighty then...moving on...

5. How often do you eat fast food?

Um, can I plead the fifth? Please?

No...I did that last week and I used up my "Pleading the Fifth" card for the month? Dang...

Okay then...we eat fast food more often than we should.

It's probably once or twice a week. And I feel greasy and yucky afterward, but it's just so dang convenient!

(And yummy at the time!)

McDonald's is typically the restaurant of choice (the kid's, not mine)...and, our pickin's are slim around here.

But, well...I guess I should work on this.

Grody.

Blech.

But...man alive! Mickey D's as some yummy coffee drinks (that I forgot to mention in #2!!)!

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There ya have it, my friends! Looking forward to reading your 5QF answers!!

Have a fabulous weekend!!