Taby at A Closet Intellectual invited her blogging friends to join her in a get to know you post round. Sounded good to me… I’m imagining a round table with five topics for conversation.
Five Among Friends.
Taby posed five questions to get us going. Her husband wrote on their blog yesterday, addressing the five questions/topics in his first Man Cave post. A revelatory and entertaining read. I’m looking forward to more man cave-ness (particularly recipes). And I liked the glimpses he offered of Taby and their family. I love that she says things that make him laugh so hard he cries. In my world, making anyone laugh that hard would make my day (or night).
Here’s my contribution to the Five Among Friends friendly round table:
1) Whats the most embarrassing song on your iPod?
Well. While I’m not truly embarrassed by any of the songs on my iphone (I don’t have an ipod), certain social cues tell me I should be. For instance. I’ve kept a few Celine Dion songs, relics of my late 20’s to early 30’s. Which could mean, in some circles, that I’m a silly, sentimental woman. Social proof: the writers of the movie “How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days” showed an appreciation for Celine’s music as a psychological liability (Kate Hudson’s character dragged her date to a concert in an attempt to frighten him out of a relationship).
Whatever. I’m not ready to delete them.
Also, there’s “Ellie the Intelligent Elephant”. It’s sort of a silly, rowdy drinking song (which I don’t). Foot-stompingly immature, it is enticing particularly to twelve year old boys (which I’m not). I haven’t played it for awhile, but I still have it.
Or Mandy Patinkin (my name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die) performs a “Singin’ In The Rain/Singing In The Bathtub” medley, in a technically amazing range. Who knew he could sing? And so well? We played the bathtub song at two of my sister’s wedding receptions, just to give them a little more class. Aunt Marcielle loved it.
2) When was the last time you laughed so hard you cried?
Up late one night, having tucked everyone else in and thinking I should tidy the kitchen but not wanting to, I sat instead with my laptop at the table and idly flicked through blogs. I happened upon Mama’s Losing It. Curious, I clicked on one of her v-logs. Tired and just shy of a meltdown, I was in the perfect frame of mind to be entirely undone. I watched her hair tutorial on side buns, and though I was aware that it wasn’t THAT funny at all, I couldn’t stop laughing and crying simultaneously. Hearing myself snort and sob alone in a silent, sleeping house was…well, I just couldn’t stop. Watching the vlog again now, it really isn’t that funny. Really. But it got me that particular night. And I’m still laughing. Silly, but therapeutic.
3) Describe your perfect Sunday afternoon.
Mmmm. I would be making dessert. I love making dessert on Sunday. Or I would be engaged in great conversation. Love it when someone drops by who is comfortable with real conversation. And I love it when the kids hear popcorn popping and gather around, wanting to joke and talk. Also, I love Sunday walks and Sunday drives. And books. I would love to lose myself in a good book on a Sunday afternoon. I also love reading and responding to long emails from friends on Sunday afternoons.
4) You just won the jackpot. what’s the first thing you’d buy?
I’d be super practical. I’d pay off the house here in Utah first. And buy property (a house, a lot, something) in Walla Walla, Washington. Because. When we lived in Washington’s Columbia Basin, the clouds always passed over us and stopped at Walla Walla, raining gently there. Even though I’m in Utah now and don’t see Washington clouds pass over me on their way the Blue Mountains, I believe Walla Walla is still getting the rain I always craved.
5) What is the craziest thing on your bucket list?
I’m not great at craziness. I sometimes have brilliantly insane moments, but they’re aberrations. So none of my bucket list items are truly crazy. That said, I will share: I want to learn French. To speak and understand. I have heard little girls speaking it: it sounded like trickling, dancing water. Magical. Of course I’m forty something, and vocally out of sync with dancing water. Nevertheless…Perhaps I’ll try this guy’s technique:
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