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Natalie Murphy and Tina Sandoval tagged me because they wanted to know my answers to the following:

At least I think Tina tagged me. Maybe she didn't. I can't remember. If she didn't, then I tag her now.

Question 1: Where were you five years ago?

1. Only working part-time (for the first time in my life) as a waitress. In fact, I might have not even been back to work yet because I was:
2. Still unpacking from a sanity-vacation. (That would be a good Thursday story.)
3. Heavily medicated.
4. Wondering if I would ever feel like me again.
5. Probably more profoundly sad than I have ever been before or since.

(2005 was a rough year. May of 2005 might have been the roughest.)


Question 2: Where would you like to be five years from now?

1. The hottest Mommy sitting by the kiddie pool.
2. A writer of published fiction heavily loosely based on May of 2005,
3. Earning at least 20k more than I do at my current job.
4. Debt free except for the house.
5. Living in a bigger house, or a least in a house in a less ghetto neighborhood. If you know where I live, don't think I'm a knob. Know that I'm right -- that my neighborhood is sort of ghetto. And, also... know that you are a creepyspice stalker. Because why do you know where I live?

Question 3: What is (was) on your to do list today?

1. Get eyebrows waxed.
2. Pick up dry-cleaned sexy-dress for weekend wedding in Bloomington.
3. Buy card and get cash for bride and groom.
4. Dinner with gal pals from high school to meet their new babies. (Seriously weird -- my three best girlfriends from high school all had babies in 2010, and since mine is due in December, I'll be in that club!)
5. Pack for the weekend, especially remembering comfy maternity pants for the ride to and from my Hoosier home.

Question 4: What five snacks do you enjoy?

1. Sushi. God, I miss you sushi. Avacado rolls are really just not the same.
2. String Cheese.
3. Swiss Cake Rolls.
4. Kettle Cooked Potato Chips.
5. Shortbread cookies.

Question 5: What would you do if you were a billionaire?

1. Duh. Get a reality show. Who wants a guest spot?!
2. Travel. Drink. Eat. Write.
3. Buy love and affection from most of you. (Seriously. I'm thinking a one million dollar giveaway or something. I'll bet I would gain a shit ton of followers!)
4. Pay off my parents house, my sisters house, and whoever's houses hubs wanted to pay off.
5. I'm thinking entourage: personal trainer, personal chef, stylist, driver, and a serious hot man posse.

In addition to possibly tagging Tina Sandoval, I hereby also tag Travener, because he usually does memes when I tell him to do them. And I tag Jen at Unedited, because she comments on my blog a LOT, even though she has 65432168 followers.

Comments

Anonymous said…
This is the kind of post I can safely comment on, methinks. Yes.

And why do I have to be a creepyspice stalker if I know where you live? I know where everyone who comments on my blog lives. I make it a point to thank them for their comments by peeking in the back windows of their houses/apartments/cardboard boxes/whatever. It's a public service I like to offer my blog followers.

Anyhow. I'll take a guest spot on the reality show, and I'll eat sushi for you until at least December, and possibly beyond. Plus, if hubs wants to pay off my house, he's perfectly welcome to. Run that one by him and see what he says.
Even if I don't know where you live, I still love your posts. I always feel happier after I've been here to read one than I did when I came over. So yay!you! :)

And I'm with Simon. I'll be on your reality show and you can pay off my house.

kthanxbye.
Ashley Stone said…
I wanna be on your reality show!! ; )
Unknown said…
You always have the best truth stuff... always the best info!

Looking forward to hearing about this May 2005 (loosely based of course) story!!!

I hope you enjoyed the wedding, I'm sure you had the sexiest dress there!
My worst time was March-May of 2008. We should compare stories sometime.
carissa said…
And now you have 6!

2005 was the worst year for me! I didn't have a job, I was poor, fat, and didn't know where I was headed.

I still don't know where I am headed or what I want to be 5 yrs from now. i basically suck.

I would die without sushi. Just die. Reason number 23p498729348 i don't want to have a baby yet.

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