Five Question Friday! 3/4/11

Happy weekend, friends!! I am so incredibly pleased that it's Friday. That my family will all be under one roof. That we have NO plans (that I know of...). That we can just...be.

Love.

Do you have any plans this weekend? I'm still taking bids for the highest temperature where you're at...the winner gets a family of 7 from MinneSOOOOta as a prize! Lucky you!! ;)

Okay...enough small chat...let's get down to business!

Rules for Five Question Friday: Copy and paste the following questions to your blog post, answer them, then watch for the linky to appear tomorrow morning and link up!

Questions for Friday, March 4th: (Special thanks to Pam, Chrissy, Steph, Sandy, andSharayha 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! [Please, please offer some...it's a little sparse over there!] Also, feel free to shout 'em out to me on Twitter: @5crookedhalos)

1. Have you ever forgotten your child in a store or at school?

2. Where did you go on your very first date? (Like...first first, not first with your spouse or current significant other!)

3. What's your "silly" fear? (We're not talking water and heights.)

4. Confrontation: do you cause it, deal with is as it comes, or run far far away?

5. Wood floors or carpet?

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1. Have you ever forgotten your child in a store or at school?

Ahem.

Who, me? *averts eyes*

Okay, so this one time like two days ago a long, long time ago, I might have, maybe, perhaps, possibly, forgotten that my kids had an early release day at school.

I may have even maybe, perhaps, possibly not even registered that I had forgotten them when I saw the number on Caller ID.

It may not have even possibly been when I heard my sweet daughter say, "Mo-OM, are you coming?" that I realized I had failed in my motherly duties and forgotten my sweet babies at school.

Fer shame.

2. Where did you go on your very first date? (Like...first first, not first with your spouse or current significant other!)

Gosh. That was a long time ago. Like, for real a long time ago, not 2 days ago, a long time ago.

The first date I remember was also the night of my first kiss...which was in the movie theater (can't, for the life of me remember what movie) and I ended up reacting similarly to Tom Hanks in "Big" when he ate caviar.

Yes, I spit and sputtered and gagged and wiped my tongue...right in front of the boy poor who totally grossed me out.

Tactful, yes? *snort*

3. What's your "silly" fear? (We're not talking water and heights.)

Well, okay, don't laugh...promise...DON'T laugh.

I have a fear of escalators. Well...let me rephrase that...I have a fear of escalators with glass sides and stories and stories of nothing but air beneath them.

Actually, include railings in that too...glass sided railings. I won't let my husband near them with any of the kids. FAH-reaks me out.

As does the little holes in ice fishing houses. My mind goes crazy and I imagine a little one falling through and being trapped under the ice.

Whaaaaa?

It could totally happen.

4. Confrontation: do you cause it, deal with is as it comes, or run far far away?

Well...okay, so...promise you won't get mad?

Promise you won't hate me forever?

I'd hate to upset you...

Okay...so, yeah. Um... (sense a theme, here?)

I run.

As far and as fast as humanly possible. Confrontation makes me sweat. (And, yeah, so daily life makes me sweat...I really need some Botox for that...) And, it makes me tremble.

And it makes my voice all wibbly, wobbly, shakey and totally not confident at all.

So, let's not ever get into a confrontation, you and I, okay?

M'kay...good. Now that we've got that settled...moving on...

5. Wood floors or carpet?

Currently, carpet. Rooms and rooms of wall to wall what is suposed to be solid white but is more like a grayish, speckled, disgusting color carpet.

I dream of wood floors. Warm, mulit-toned wood floors...distressed, so as not to show any obvious signs of "real" distress".

But then, I remember that we have what you'd call a "little bit of a dust problem" in our house. Not sure if it's the gravel driveway or country living or an older house or an unfortunate combination of all of those...but I fear our gorgeous wood floors would have a persistent coat of dust on them.

And I hate dusting.

And mopping.

So...for now...until I really make my mind up (actually, until we can afford to remodel...) the nasty carpet will remain.

Oh, the heavens will rejoice the day we rip this carpet out (actually, it will probably just be me rejoicing...but "the heavens" sounded better...).

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I hope you all enjoy your weekend...stay safe!