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Six Word Saturday

Saturday 9: Just One Look


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1. How vein are you about how you look?

I'm neither vein nor artery about it... but I do confess, since I've lost 170 lbs (and counting!!), I do consider myself quite the cute thing. Hee!

2. When you were little what was your favorite TV show?

The Dukes of Hazzard

3. If someone was going to make a movie or TV show about your life, who would play you and why?

You mean... who would play ME? Kristy McNichol would. I just always liked her, dammit.

4. Who is your favorite Major League Baseball team? How about your favorite player?

The Mets. Darryl Strawberry. How old am I? I don't watch baseball anymore, obviously.

5. What is your favorite baseball-related movie?

Honestly, I really don't have a hierarchy of baseball-related favorites in my mental queue. Sorry.

6. What is one lesson you have learned in the past year?

Stay away from Atkins bars. They give me the squirts.

7. Tell us about one of your childhood memories.

First one that comes to mind: My dad was dating my evil ex-stepmother. Or maybe they were newly married; I forget. Anyway, she was making fried chicken for my dad, while the rest of us had pizza, because he hated pizza. We were all watching Porky's II, which is totally appropriate for an 8yo, right? No one was paying attention to the chicken sizzling on the stove, and it caught fire. My dad, being a dodo-head, put flour on it. (NEVER put flour on a grease fire - use baking soda! PSA) It exploded. He grabbed the pan and carried it out to the garage to dispose of it, but when he got out there, he was worried about getting something on one of his precious cars. So, he turned around to come back in through the house to go out the front door, but the pan got too hot in his hand, and he dropped it. Burning hot grease splashed all over my ex-stepsister M. and me. My sister, Stacey, and I started screaming our heads off, and they kept shushing us, because M. was burned. No one realized I was burned, too, so I just sat there and tried not to scream, while they tended to her. I had burn scars up and down my legs for years, but they have finally faded away, lo these 25 years later.

Odd that that was the first thing to pop into my mind... Mine wasn't the happiest kidhood.

8. How do you handle sticky situations? Do you have a method? If so, what is it?

I don't know. I guess nowadays, I try to ask the right people how they would handle it, before I proceed. Then I have someone else to blame if it all goes to pot. ha!

9. Do you think people talk about you behind your back?

I'm kind of paranoid about that, yeah. I always think people are talking about me!