Today’s interview questions come from Helen at Feeding Five for Fifty and So Not Mom-a-licious.
What food would you eat if suddenly awake at 2am and hungry?
I could be admirable and say I would eat a bowl of cereal or have a yogurt, or even eat a piece of fruit.
But I would be a big, fat liar.
My snack food of choice is the Schwan’s vanilla sundae cone. Completely full of calories, but oh so yummy.
What food do you eat for comfort?
Again, see above. The vanilla sundae cone cures all.
High heels or sneakers?
I love high heels– absolutely love them. I have several pairs. But I never really wear them. I am so self-conscious about my height, and I am only a couple inches shorter than my husband when barefoot. So to add a few inches of heels to the mix, and I tower over people. I am almost 5’10″ WITHOUT SHOES ON, so imagine adding a funky pair of 3-inch heels. I settle for pumps instead, and wear them almost every day to work.
When I am not working, I still don’t wear tennis shoes all that often. I tend to stick to loafers such as the Eastland Syracuse — (my favorite pair of casual shoes!)
Intelligence or humor?
I think in any situation, a healthy combination of both is a must. While intelligence is fine and dandy and gets you farther in life, there’s just something about the ability to find humor in any situation that makes a great person.
Now for So Not Mom-a-licious:
Have you ever “accidentally” fallen asleep while your kids occupy themselves, only to wake up from that little snooze to realize it’s been wayyyyy too quiet?
I got a good laugh when I read this question. Normally I am a very light sleeper, and I am not able to sleep through anything. BUT, when I take my migraine medicine, I am down for the count. I have awoken from a headache-y stupor on a few occasions to a bathroom sinkul of Kleenex wads, and one time my youngest daughter actually shoved a Q-tip in my ear when I was sleeping, and I had to go to the doctor to get the cotton end removed, because it GOT STUCK IN MY EAR.
Now my husband, on the other hand? Sleeps like he’s dead to the ever-lovin’ world. I can carry on entire conversations with him, and he actually responds– yet wakes up and doesn’t remember a darn thing. Need proof? See HERE. and HERE. I know… it scares me too.
One day he laid down in bed after having worked all night. The two older girls were home (at the time, they were maybe 9 and 7) and I was at work. They played very well in their rooms, but decided they wanted to paint each other’s nails. They went into my bedroom, and he not only gave them permission to paint their nails, but also told them where in the bathroom I kept the box of nail polish. He also talked about a few other things, none of which he remembers.
Needless to say, the next conversation took place when the girls went running through our bedroom to the master bathroom. To get TOWELS. My GOOD BATH TOWELS. To wipe up the BURGUNDY NAIL POLISH that spilled on my BEIGE CARPET.
My husband’s response? *roll over* “Hope you’re having fun!” *roll over* *Snore*
And the spot on the carpet? Still there, but thankfully the new owners of that home get to deal with it.
I just covered it with a rug.
