Mannland5 Getting to Know You

The Q's..

1. If you were to win an award today, what would it be for? The ability to ignore raging temper tantrums and sibling fights. Seriously. I have a kid wailing at my feet right now. Do I answer the call? No. I know it's not an emergency.

2. What is your shoe style? I wear beat up sneakers 99% of the time. Strictly utilitarian. But that's not my shoe style. I LOVE boots and high heels.


3  Does your car reflect your personality? Yes and no. I love my truck. It's big, practical and is actually a lot of fun to drive. But if I didn't have three kids I would have never bought it. I would have bought some thing low and fast, maybe even some old school muscle.

4. If you could take over someones body for a day..whose would you choose? No one. I don't want to be any one else. I don't need to bogged down with knowing if I'm missing something fabulous. And if I can't have the body to keep then I'm not going to waste my time.

5. Love or be loved? Talk about a loaded question. I have loved with out being loved back. I won't do it again and I would never wish that on any one. I'll take being the crazy cat lady down the street.

6. If you were on death row, what last meal would you choose? Finally an easy one. My grandma's tacos or they let me make my own meatloaf and apple pie. Mash potatoes and steamed broccoli with LOTS of butter. Wash it all down with ice cold milk.  Maybe chase it down with a root bear float.

7. Have you been on vacation this Summer, if so where? Only in my head but I won't go into detail. This isn't THAT kind of blog.

8. What is your favorite food related guilty pleasure? Eating alone and savoring every bite and not having to share with any one.

Just My Luck

I get inspired to write all the time. I write the most wonderful posts in my head while I'm driving*, cleaning up or changing a diaper. Some times their so funny I nearly piss my pants. Other times their eye watering, poignant. Either way each one is fan-friggen-tastic.

I can't wait to get on the computer and pound one out**.  I'm practically salivating at the idea of expressing myself as some one other than Mom, Queen of Time Outs and Sippy Cups.

Then shit hits the fan. Literally in some cases.  One second I'm fantasizing about living up to my potential and then some and the next I'm chasing Kieran around with Perry under my arm, a diaper in my hand, the phone pinned between my shoulder and ear and Amanda chasing me, whining requesting yet another outfit change.
Brilliant thoughts?

Vanished.

I've taken to writing an idea down when I get one. In fact I have a short list sitting on top of my computer right now.

I have no idea where I was heading with those strikes of lightning. They'll stay right where they are until I get around to throwing them out. Who knows, maybe I'll remember what I was thinking some time between now and then. 6 months from now if I'm lucky.


PS- Thanks for the inspiration Amy. Your writer's block was not for naught***.

PPS- While previewing this post. Flock, my browser crashed. Twice.



*When my truck isn't being possessed by an evil demon that causes the fuel pump to go catatonic with fear.
**Yeah, that sounded dirty to me too.
***Say it with me now, " Oooh, fancy word".