Me, Unplugged: Part One
February 19, 2007
So last week, I asked TB readers to ask me questions rather than try and nail down 6 weird things about me. I’m lazy like that.I’ll announce the winner of the Flickr Pro account once I’ve answered everything. The thread is now closed, so there will be no more entries.
On to the questions! (Sassy’s fart questions don’t count though - we were just fooling around)
Sarah, Goon Squad Sarah asked 2 questions:
What is the best book you have ever read?
What movie makes you laugh the hardest?
The best book I’ve ever read is a really tough one to narrow down. Many books have touched me, like Comeback
For non-fiction, I’m kind of a geek. On my desk you’ll find Spring Into HTML and CSS
The movie that makes me laugh the hardest, without a doubt is The Big Lebowski
“Nobody fucks with the Jesus.”
“8 year olds, man.”
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InterstellarLass asked:
Have you ever cleared a room with a fart? (Sorry, Sassy was cracking me up.)
What do you like best about where you live?
What s your favorite room in your house?
What s the oldest item of clothing you own and why do you love it/keep it?
I have never cleared a room with a fart. (You guys are like, totally gross man.)
I like our city because it’s relatively safe, it is close to most of our families (even my grandparents and cousins being 3 hours away is closer than we were when we lived on the West Coast), and there’s tons of hockey to keep (all) my boys happy. I would be happy wherever though - I’d love to live closer to my family, but I don’t think that is going to happen. It’s alright though, Daren’s family have always treated me as their own.
My favorite room in the house is our family room. Daren built it last year and its where we spend most of our time. The colours down here are warm, chocolate and caramel tones. I blame this room for my weight gain. I hate the fact that a lot of my old posts don’t have comments anymore, but I was on Blogger, with Haloscan and I’m too afraid to import my HS comments - besides, I think you have to pay the $12 to get a premium account in order to access them. Pah.
Here’s some pictures of the construct-y part where Daren is working hard.
Here’s the finished product, where Thomas is 19 months old and is very destructive.
The oldest piece of clothing I owned (I just threw it out - it was threadbare) was a beige sweater that I had. I had replaced nearly all the buttons on it, with mismatched buttons I just happened to have, pink, brown, ivory buttons, didn’t matter. I kept it so very long not because it fit, (it didn’t), but because it reminded me of a time I stood on my own. Daren and I started out quite hot and heavy (a story for another time I think), but I insisted on living on my own for quite some time before we shacked up, as every woman should.
I went to an auto auction, by myself, with $300, wearing that sweater. The auction had a system of traffic lights as the cars went through whereby green meant the car was in great shape, yellow meant the car had mechanical problems, or had been in a minor traffic accident, red meant the car need major work or had been in a major accident, and blue meant the odometer had gone around enough times that they had no idea what the mileage was.
(It’s a picture of a picture - oh well - click to enlarge it!)
When this green car came through, and only the blue light went on, they started the bidding at $100. Nobody put up their hand. Except me!
The auctioneer pointed toward me and said, “We’ve got $100, got $100, anyone want this beauty for $150?”
Nobody raised their hand.
In less than a minute, the auctioneer shouted, “SOLD! To the little lady in the sweater back there!” and everyone turned and stared.
I tried to play it cool, but if you know me, you know I can’t help but smile when the time is right. I beamed. I knew the other people in that room thought I was wasting my money, but I didn’t care. I was sick of riding the bus an hour each way to work.
I signed all the paperwork, insured my hunk-a-junk and this little lady got in her car and drove away. I had bought my first car: a 1977 Pontiac LeMans, puke green, with brown leather seats.
Once I’d filled the tank, all was well and I arrived home safely, although I knew I’d need tires. Thankfully I had a guy friend who liked big American cars, and he showed me around the engine a bit. He also did an oil change for me, and looked over everything. Turns out I’d gotten quite a well-running car for my hundred bucks.
I put $200 worth of tires on it, and turned it in for a $1000 credit toward a used, albeit newer car. Pretty good for a “little lady.”
Anyway, that sweater was a reminder of a time where I stood on my own. I threw it out recently because we’re trying very hard to clean out our house so we can put it on the market. Oh joy. I’m anxious to buy a new house, a bigger house, with a pool, but the simplifying of this place (read: tossing and giving away of junk) is tedious and hard work!
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Tune in tomorrow when I answer more questions! (This might take a while!)
February 19th, 2007 at 11:22 am
OMG… I LOVE the CAR STORY! It made me want to go pet the dashboard of the car and tell it what a good car it was… it’s like a disney movie come to life…old car, no one wants it, its odometer is past the dead mark, and then along comes a girl in a sweater…
good one good one good one!
February 19th, 2007 at 12:41 pm
That’s a most awesome car story! AND you turned it in for more money than it cost! Tres cool!
Your family room does look ever-so-edible. Chocolatey-caramely goodness.
February 19th, 2007 at 1:22 pm
First of all, your blog is looking more gorgeous every time I click over. Two thumbs up.
I’ve not read one of those books. Not one. And yet I love Big Lebowski so I might just have to take your word and get me to the nearest b&n…
February 19th, 2007 at 2:15 pm
That car is beautiful. Well not really but the fact that a “little lady” bought it all by herself is fun! Ha!
February 20th, 2007 at 9:16 am
“i’m as jewish as fuckin’ tevya”
love. that. movie.
February 20th, 2007 at 11:36 am
Just catching up here. Rough days around my area, as you know. I missed the chance to ask you questions.
I wanted to know how you got started in your line of work? I mean, you are BRILLIANT with this design stuff. How did you get that way?
February 20th, 2007 at 11:45 am
The Big Lebowski is an AWESOME movie. On of PC and my favorites
That car story is awesome…realy really awesome. And I just realized I typed Awesome 3 times (okay…4). Guess that’s my word today.
February 20th, 2007 at 11:50 am
That car story is the best! I love it!
February 20th, 2007 at 6:06 pm
I’m like Mom 101 — I haven’t read a single one of those books, but now I’m curious — and am going to check them out.
And I love the car story. My father was always buying cars and trading up or fixing and selling them. This is me getting all nostalgic. . .
February 20th, 2007 at 6:07 pm
Oh. And I love the gorgeous headphone shots. Really incredible.
February 21st, 2007 at 6:17 pm
The Big Lebowski!!! LOVE that movie. Matt and some of our friends call me Walter Sobchak sometimes because SUPPOSEDLY he and I have similar personalities. Hmph. I’ll take that as a compliment, pleasethankyou.
February 22nd, 2007 at 12:42 pm
Wheeerrreeee Arreeee yyyooouuuu? Just thought I’d drop a quick note to see if you guys are all okay as you just went POOF! Hope your just busy making cookies and playing in the ‘womb’
February 22nd, 2007 at 3:18 pm
Love the car story - I should probably be taking notes. I’m car-retarded.
February 22nd, 2007 at 4:15 pm
If I ever optain enough money to buy even a junker, you are coming with me.
By the way, that picture of you is HAWT!
February 22nd, 2007 at 4:15 pm
obtain*
February 22nd, 2007 at 11:03 pm
Okay, so, um TOTALLY CHEATING on that meme, but in the coolest, coolest way, which is so like you, and why I love you. That, and your rocking taste in movies and cars.