Rules for Five Question Friday: Same as always!! Copy and paste the following questions to your blog post, answer them, then go see MamaM, at My Little Life, and link up. If you don’t have a blog, but wanna play along with the coolest blog hop in town, feel free to leave your answers in the comments below!
Questions for Friday, September 10th: (Special thanks to Minivan Mommy, Chrissy, Lily, Lil’ Momma, and [inspiration] from Sandy for their question suggestions! If YOU would like to be linked in a future 5QF, c’mon over to MamaM’s community and offer up your best question suggestions!)
1. Do you feel guilty spending money on yourself?
YES! It definitely makes me feel guilty even if it is money I rec’d for a birthday or something. I always think what I should have (or could have) done with the money.
2. How well do you know your neighbors?
What would you like to know about my neighbors? I can give you birthdates, likes/dislikes ~ the good, the bad, the ugly! ~ I know it all. You realize I live in the country and my nearest neighbors are all outlaws….er, I mean in-laws, right?
3. What age are you looking forward to being?
Wait, wait, I think I passed that “age”. Can we go backwards? I wish I had the energy I had at thirty, combined with the contentment and patience I have now.
But, I realize it could be my lack of energy that has mellowed my patience. *Something to think about!*
4. Do you get excited when the mail comes? Why?
I love checking the mail around the holidays. Because, we hear from family and friends we haven’t heard from in awhile and it gives us a chance to “catch up” with what is going on in their lives. The rest of the year, not so much!
5. What is your earliest childhood memory?
Really, you’re kidding, right? I have trouble remembering what I cooked for supper last night.
My earliest memory is going fishing, which isn’t surprising, because I learned to crawl in the bottom of a boat. (No, I don’t actually remember learning to crawl.)
I also have some early memories of my first dog, a collie named Queen. It involves my dad trying to ~ uh/huh, correct me. Instead, *Queen to the rescue!* She bit his “swattin’ hand”.
Another time, Queen tore the back pocket of my jeans, pulling me back from the road. No wonder, I remember that dog! She was one smart cookie!
Oh…PIZZA! We had pizza for supper last night.
Thanks, to Beth at A Work In Progress for pointing me toward this meme!
DD#2 and the newest member of the crew are home from the hospital. Thank you for your prayers!
Have a wonderful weekend!