50 posts tagged “qotd”
How are you celebrating the 4th of July?
Usually by sitting in traffic for three hours until I can't feel my clutch thigh anymore. Not tonight, though...from last firework to home in 30 min. That must be some kind of record. I felt like my car and I were one symbiotic being and I didn't hit not one. single. person! No matter what kind of a jerk they were being. There were a lot of people, too..go look at the pictures on DeWitte's blog. It was insane.
Huzzah! Now I can go open my wine.
Share a recipe for your favorite summer drink.
1. First you put some water in the tea pot and put it on the stove and turn it on high.
2. After it comes to a boil, pour it into a gallon pitcher and add three family sized Lipton (Yes, it has to be Lipton..no substitutes, please.) tea bags. Don't forget to turn off the stove.
3. Wait a few minutes then fill the rest of the pitcher up with water.
4.Put some ice in a cup..the biggest you can find, don't want to be running back for more every few minutes and fill it with tea.
We like to call this drink iced tea but you gotta be careful down here..there's sweet tea and un-sweet tea and you better be specific. If you don't stress un-sweet, for some reason sweet's the standard, you're gonna end up with a glass of brown colored liquid sugar. I like to avoid liquid sugar whenever I can, which is always, it's really really bad for your teeth...not to mention your hips.
Enjoy...
What did you learn in kindergarten that you wish you did a better job of applying to the way you live your life today?
Neatness counts!
Holy Cats! I just finished cleaning out the closet under the stairs and the corner that's right there....Wow! That's a lot of crap. I don't even know how many garbage bags full of stuff I threw out (No DeWitte, none of it was yours, I saved that for you to go through...), it's a good thing tomorrow's garbage day. The bumper pad from Nathan's crib..why do I even have that? And baby booties? His feet are almost as big as mine..I really can't believe the stuff that was in there.
And the photographs..good grief! I was apparently once very enthusiastic about my job, I wonder what happened. There are thousands and thousands. Too many to go through right now, it would just be over whelming. I sure wasn't a very good photographer when I started..it's funny to see the progression. I had to throw away all my old photo paper, nobody uses darkrooms anymore..that's sucked. That and all that black and white film..it was too old anyhow. I did find my film camera..I don't even know what to do with that, nobody uses them anymore, I don't even think you can give one of those away these days.
I found this photo booth picture of DeWitte and I, taken when I was only about 23 and he was 27..
How did/do you spend your summer vacations?
I'll spend the summer saying things like "Go outside and play!" "It's not too hot." "Get your shoes on, we've got to go to the store." "I don't care if you don't want to go, you're a kid, you don't have a choice." "No, I don't know where you left your shoes."
That and a lot of swimming, fishing, crabbing, time at the beach, museums, cook outs, fires in the fire pit, fire works, camping...stuff like that. Summer's usually pretty fun.
Look at the first post you ever wrote on Vox. What important developments or changes have occurred in your life since then?
Submitted by Alexandra.
Not a whole heck of a lot, apparently!
My first post was in 2006. DeWitte was away on business and I was bored. Here it is, 2008...DeWitte's away on business and I'm bored. It's like I've come full circle!
*sigh* I guess I should clean something.
Are there any people you would not tell if they had food in their teeth or if their zipper were down? Why or why not?
Submitted by Charms.
I always tell someone if their zippers down or if they have something on their face but especially if they've left the size sticker they put down the leg of new pants but only if they're over size 12. If it's under, I figure they're probably just showing off.
What fictional character do you relate to most and why?
I can't think of any for myself, my life is more of a good sit-com than good fiction. But...One year, Nathan wanted to be a rabbit for Halloween, he likes cats and rabbits a lot, he's got this one stuffed rabbit, Rabbit Wilson, that he's been dragging along with him since he was about one. We don't see Rabbit Wilson much these days unless Nathan's feeling nervous or stressful about something..I kind of miss that rabbit. Anyhow, I got some brown velvety material and had a great idea...I tell DeWitte and Nathan..He can be The Velveteen Rabbit! They just blinked at me. *blink* *blink* I said "You know, The Velveteen Rabbit?" I was mostly talking to DeWitte, Nathan was only about 4 or 5..more blinking.
DeWitte had never heard of it before. I guess his lack of reading started earlier than I thought. He has a hard time concentrating when he's reading. We'll be out on the front porch with our books and I'm reading away when all of the sudden, DeWitte will start clapping like he's wanting an encore. I'll stop reading and ask what the hell's wrong with him and he'll say.."That bird, it was chirping and I couldn't think." That's when I roll my eyes and go back to my book. I've seen him read the same book for over 6 months! That's because he doesn't read fiction, he reads non-fiction and that would bore the pants off of anyone.
So, instead of just telling them what The Velveteen Rabbit was about, I bought the book. That night DeWitte read it to Nathan...He can get through a kids book. I came in just as they're about to burn up the rabbit. Nathan and DeWitte both had tears in their eyes and Nathan wails "They're gonna burn the bunny!", as he hugs Rabbit Wilson even tighter. Oh Lord! I tell them they're not gonna burn the bunny or else it would have been called The Inferno Rabbit instead of The Velveteen Rabbit and to just keep reading..after you wipe your eyes, of course. It was too late, though, the damage had already been done. Every day I got questions like "If I get scarlet fever, you won't hurt Rabbit Wilson, will you?" Yeah..he'll be the first one to go..can anybody else see a shrink in his future?
He ended up being Peter Rabbit, minus the clothes, instead of The Velveteen Rabbit, which was probably even better because Peter Rabbit's personality fits Nathan to a tee. They both seem to find trouble wherever they go.
Are you celebrating Cinco de Mayo?
Well, I didn't think so but when I got up this morning DeWitte grilled me like it was the Spanish inquisition...which I wasn't expecting because nobody expects a Spanish inquisition, as to just why I'm was making Mexican for lunch..I had a luncheon for the people in his office. I told him because of all the great produce they had on sale at the fancy grocery store yesterday. How can you get gorgeous avocados, jalapeños and tomatoes without automatically thinking Mexican? It physically can't be done. Throw in some tomatillos, peppers and limes and you got yourself a fiesta! He said "Didn't you know it was Cinco de Mayo?" No, I had no idea. I guess the grocery store brain washed me.
I didn't even know what Cinco de Mayo was so I had to look it up. It's apparently the day that the Mexicans defeated the French..I guess pretty much anybody can beat the French's ass. It had absolutely nothing to do with the lack of butter, wine or escargot in Mexico. Apparently Napoleon was dead set on getting his hands on Mexico..he probably thought the jumping beans were neat and wanted them all for himself, but the Mexicans, while not the snappy dressers the French were, were a feisty lot and they beat the French up and kicked them the heck out of Mexico. America would have helped them out and gotten in the middle of it like we do with everything else but we were in a Civil War, so they had to fend for themselves with the help of some Texas born army guys. That's why Mexico isn't known for their fries but their wonderful fajitas instead, which is what we had for lunch.
Now the holiday seems to be just about the alcohol consumptions...which we didn't have for lunch, everybody had to go back to work but I wish I'd have known sooner, I could have at least gotten us a pinata.
What was the last thing you "got away with?"
Well, we got away with this without anybody losing an eye.
We actually made DeWitte do it because he was the one most likely to come out alive. That's Nathan's build-a-bear shirt on DeWitte's mean cat, Cleo. It was cold and rainy out and we were bored. The shirt was there and the cat was there...what are you gonna do? She wasn't happy but she sure does look sexy in a half shirt, even if she is 300 years old.
She reminds me of the lady down the street. She's a biker chick with huge hair and a tan so dark in the middle of winter, I think she must sleep in a tanning bed. With a tan so dark, meaning skin so ruined, it's hard to tell how old she is but I think she's in her late forties, early fifties. She likes to walk around the block in the spring time with her little yap-yap dog, dressed in similar clothing. Unfortunately, the dogs clothes and her clothes are about the same size. I bet she pays a mint for those matching clothes, which is why I've got to tell her about build-a-bear. She could save a fortune just shopping there for their matching outfits and all she'd have to do is sew up the tail hole on her shorts. Unless that's just another body part she wants to show off to the neighborhood, which wouldn't surprise me at all.
What have you tried in life that you just weren't very good at?
Sports. Any kind, any shape and any form. Sucked, double sucked, sucked with a cherry on top.
If at first I didn't succeed, I could bet I'd hurt myself the next time.
