Welcome back to part 2 of my my question and answer posts! I had invited blog readers to ask me anything they wanted. You all sure had some great questions!
I had intended to have this all done and ready to post this morning, but my son was on the computer all day yesterday doing a research paper that was due today that he had put off until the very last minute! I also forgot all about Blue Monday. I'll be back with that next week.
Shelia at Note Songs asked me: Where do you keep your farting dog book?
I actually didn’t know where my Walter the Farting Dog book was until recently. I found it while going through some boxes from my move. Right now it’s sitting on the file cabinet next to the computer, because I have been too lazy to find a place for it since I posted about it.
Then Sherry from Tied Up in Ribbons asked: Tell me why the house is the house of your dreams.
One of my first blog posts was about why I chose this house. I didn’t even realize it was the house of my dreams until I toured it at an Open House, and with each room I stepped into, I just fell more in love with the home. There is nothing particularly remarkable about the house, but it just felt so much like home that I knew this was it! It has turned out to be the home I have loved the best, and I truly feel a sense of peace here. Besides, the previous owner planted the most incredible flowers, and I have a riverfront property!
The intrepid and daring Justine from Justine's Froggy Cafe asked: What type of man are you usually attracted to?
The picture above is of someone I actually dated and was head over heels for in the not so distant past. To read more about my adventures in dating, with pics, click here.
Great question! First off, I like them younger. Most of the men I have dated are presently in their 30s. I have really tried to like men my age or older, but most of them really don’t appeal to me. There have been a couple exceptions though. I also like brainy, well educated men, so teachers, scientists, engineers, lawyers and doctors really do it for me. Call me shallow if you want, but I love good looking men, and I like them to be fit. I like a man who is sweet and has a good heart. He can be the sexiest man in the world, but if he is an ass, he loses all appeal with me. If after reading this you think, well no wonder I am single because my expectations are high, that’s not the case. I really do date men that fit these qualifications, though I haven’t actually gone out with any teachers or doctors… yet. It’s just that so many men are busy with work and life and don’t have weekends free to meet up, or the distance is too much to overcome. I also run into a lot of men who refuse to meet me unless I promise them sex for their effort of traveling to meet me! Needless to say, we don’t meet.
Raxx at Fabulously Forty asked me: How did you, as a single mom, manage to grow such lovely sons?
Thank you for the compliment on my sons! They really are truly great kids and I am very proud of them. They have been very easy to raise. My daughter, on the other hand, was a challenge from the get-go. While I love her very much, she put me through some of the most difficult trials in my life because of her mental illness. I will blog about it someday. I was a single parent with her too until she was 6 and I married her step-dad. I have been a single parent with my sons since they were age 7 and 11 years old. I am embarrassed to admit that I am not one of those mothers who sit down and do homework with them (they don’t even need my help), and we rarely eat at the table, but we do a lot of things together, even if it’s just running to the grocery store. I have always made sure that I kept my dating life separate from my children (something their dad never did, and they hated it!), and they have really only had contact with two men I have dated over the last almost 9 years. Even then, there was very little contact. I figure that if I ever get serious about someone, then that will be a time for introduction. I have always been home with them as much as possible, even though that was hard when I was working, going to school, and interning at one point. We laugh a lot together. We hug every day, and I always tell them I love them.
And last, but certainly not least, Christie from Somewhere in Time (link not provided as it is now a private blog), asked: What was your most memorable birthday?
My mother would let all of us have a birthday party every four years, and on the other years, we got to invite one friend over, and she would fix us whatever we requested, plus she would decorate a cake just the way we wanted. I don’t have one specific memory, but I’ll never forget these birthdays!
I remember that when I turned 8, I was allowed to invite all the girls from my class over. When I opened presents, they all crowded around me and I got claustrophobic and started crying. Then Molly Hartman was mean to Martha Munger and pushed her off the porch into the bushes. I got a lot of presents though.
I’m not sure if it was my 12th, 13th, or 14th birthday, but I’ll never forget when I invited Charlie King to my house for my birthday dinner and he put jelly on the macaroni and cheese. He passed away from AIDS in 1991, on the same day that Dr. Seuss died. I can’t help but think that he would have liked that.
On my 16th birthday, I invited all of my friends from a church I attended in Toledo down for my birthday, an hour trip at least. However, it snowed that day and no one could come.
Hope you enjoyed my answers. Maybe these even made you think about more questions! Since I was computer deprived all weekend, I am itching to catch up on blog visits!