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Hello February and week 5 of Finish This! If you’re new to these parts, welcome. This link-up is hosted by LISA (COASTLINED), JEN (The Arizona Russums), BECKY (The Java Mama) and I. If you’ve joined us before, thanks for returning and be sure you add your post to the link-up below. If you don’t have a blog, don’t fret. Answer the prompts in a comment. Next week’s prompts are provided at the bottom of this post. Let’s get started!
1. I will never outgrow… rainbow sprinkles.
When I was a little girl, my uncle and I would make a trip to Baskin Robbins and I would order the same thing every time: vanilla ice cream hot fudge sundae with rainbow sprinkles and two cherries on top. Even though my cow’s milk allergy prevents me from enjoy hot fudge sundaes at B.R., I still put rainbow sprinkles on sorbet and fro-yo. YUM!
2. I splurge on… food.
Do you see a recurring theme?! I do not hesitate for a quality meal, especially at a restaurant I know is ‘safe’ because the waiter, manager, and chef take my food allergy seriously. I also spend a minimum of $20 every time I go to the grocery buying manchego (sheep’s milk) cheese wedges. I grate it on everything from salads to homemade pizza.
3. My worst habit is… sleeping in my contacts.
I’m sure there are worse things, but I’ve done this since high school. Although, because the pollen has been so bad, I’ve been wearing my glasses all the time. I’ll put my contacts in only if I’m leaving the house because I hate wearing glasses in public and I want my sunglasses. I really need new glasses and contacts but I’m fiercely procrastinating. It’s on my 2014 Resolution list, maybe I’ll do it before December comes around again. My current glasses are from high school and my last eye exam for contacts happened two years ago. I have a favorite pair of frames from Warby Parker but I can’t order them without a prescription from the eye doctor.
4. My passport represents… my independence.
Before I continue, you must understand that I love being married and a mother. Husband and Kamden are two of the most important men in my life. I am a very social person but I’m also an only child. As much as I love being in large groups, I also need time alone. That might mean a trip to the grocery store by myself or a long shower or watching crap TV. As much as I love being dependent on others, there are equally important desires of my heart as an independent woman. It’s also worth mentioning that I married a man who hates to travel. My dad is the same way, which is why my mom and I traveled when I was younger. Dad was happier at home and sent us on our merry way. Husband is happy at home too, as long as the pantry shelves are stocked and he has clean clothes to wear while I’m gone!
I’ve had my passport since 2009 when I went to Riveria Maya, Mexico. Husband was supposed to go, but he procrastinated submitting his passport application and it did not arrive until AFTER the rest of us were already in Mexico. Thus, I went to Mexico “alone.” I didn’t mind (to much) and he would have been miserable if he had gone anyway. It was better for everyone that he stayed home. In 2011 and 2012, I went to Port-au-Prince, Haiti for mission trips through The United Methodist Church. A year ago, Feb 2013, I flew across the Atlantic Ocean for the first time en route to Israel and the Holy Land. These four stamps in my passport represent selfishness and selflessness. The trips to Mexico and Israel were for my pleasure and enjoyment. Haiti, however, represents me pushing aside my needs and serving others outside my comfort zone. I can’t think of anything more humbling than helping someone who cannot repay you, digging a latrine, or taking a “bath” with a coffee can full of water pulled from a ditch.
5. My most ridiculous fear is… Uncle Sam and income taxes.
The night before I turned 18, I remember crying, afraid to wake up the next morning, because Uncle Sam would knock on the door demanding I pay taxes with money I did not have. I had this RIDICULOUS idea that when you turn 18, you owe taxes. When I turned 18, I didn’t have a job and I had never paid income taxes. I made myself sick worrying because I didn’t have a job or any type of income. You see, as long as I can remember, my parents and I were members of the country club. Don’t think Ritz Carlton, but it was still a private club with members, annual dues, and a board of directors. There was also a swimming pool and Dairy Queen across the street. Anyway, I digress. I spent LOTS of time on the golf course and in the pool. I’d play golf with Dad and his buddies, drive their golf carts, and, when it got hot or I was bored, I’d jump in the pool. Tough life, I know. By age 10, I started playing in junior golf tournaments and began taking lessons with a PGA professional. I won my first tournament at age 12 and became a member of the Pepsi Junior Golf Tour at 14 as a high school freshman. Competitive amateur golf was my job but there was no paycheck. While my friends were going to jobs after school and on weekends, I was practicing, training, or competing. I was fortunate that my parents supported my talent. In addition to my equipment (golf clubs, balls, gloves, tees, etc.) and clothing, there were tournament entry fees, membership dues, travel expenses (gas, food, and lodging), gym membership and personal trainer fees, and private lessons with a PGA professional. When I turned 16, it was a blessing because it meant I had my driver’s license and could drive myself wherever I needed to go. After high school, I played golf in college too. I like to say my golf clubs ‘paid’ for three years of my four-year degree. (I retired in 2004, permanently setting my clubs aside to focus on academics.) I haven’t played a round of golf in three years and my RIDICULOUS fear of Uncle Sam has been subdued. When Husband and I got married, and we pooled together our W-2s for the first time, I explained my fear of Uncle Sam. He laughed and agreed he would be responsible for filing our income taxes every year. We’ve been married seven years and this arrangement works like a charm! When a tax document arrives in the mail, I immediately put it on Husband’s dresser. I don’t even open it! I avoid all things taxes like the plague. Husband files our taxes swiftly and easily with Turbo Tax but that doesn’t mean I don’t break out into hives watching him upload our information into the computer. Between now and April 15, every time the door bell rings, I worry Uncle Sam, dressed in a patriotic pant suit, will be standing on our front porch demanding money from me. What’s wrong with me?!?!?!
6. My favorite thing to give is… it depends on the person and occasion.
For adults, I enjoy sending funny greeting cards for no other reason than to make a person laugh. I visit the local Hallmark shop and spend hours reading and laughing out loud. Folks who receive random cards from me have learned to expect the unexpected. If I like the card, I’m going to buy it and send it regardless of the subject, holiday, or occasion. I’ve been known to send someone a birthday card on their anniversary, or vice versa. The best cards are random I-saw-this-and-laughed-so-hard-I-peed-my-pants-so-you-have-to-read-it-too-and-happy-Tuesday! When shopping for children, I like to give books and clothes. As Kamden’s mom, I love finding onesies with humorous quotes or images. I also believe time and sustenance are gifts worth giving. I share both when you come to my home and eat the food I’ve prepared.
Now it’s your turn. Answer these prompts in a post on your own blog or, if you do not have a blog, simply add your responses in a comment. Join us next Wednesday, February 12 for another round of Finish This where we’ll answer the prompts below!
Prompts for WEEK #6 (Feb 12) are:
1. I celebrate Valentine’s Day by
2. My heart goes pitter-patter for
3. When looking for romance, my best advice is
4. My favorite love story (real or fiction) is
5. The best relationship/love/dating advice I ever received was