Over the past few weeks I have been nominated for 4 (Yes! I can’t believe it either) awards from fellow bloggers. I have been delaying my official acceptance of these awards because I’ve had the worst exam week of hell to endure (and, it is living up to, and exceeding, all expectations) and I wanted to really do justice to my acceptances! I still have one exam left to write, on Monday, but I figure that since my entire weekend is going to be ruined and stress-filled, I would take a little time today to get my mind off of things and officially accept the first award I was given: The Liebster Blog Award, from Combat Babe.
Accepting this award requires me to answer some questions that Combat Babe creatively thought up. Here it goes:
1. What was your most embarrassing moment as a child? (He says it should be which was. To me that would be asking to pick between your most embarrassing moments and lacks sense. What is asking the actual event in which he failed to answer truthfully.)
I think I have blocked most of my childhood out of my head, but I do remember a time when I was in first grade and we still took “class bathroom breaks.” Us girls had just discovered that you could stand on top of the toilet paper holder and peek over into the stall next door. So, we were all doing this and getting a great laugh out of it, when suddenly our teacher came into the washroom to see what all the commotion was about. Everyone else managed to jump down fast enough, but I got caught peeking at the girl in the stall next to me, while she was peeing. I got in trouble and no one else did. I was so embarrassed that I stayed in the bathroom for *what felt like* an hour before I finally slinked back to my classroom. When I walked in the door, one of my classmates told me that my “carrot had been taken off of the bunny board” (the bunny board was a bulletin board, with a bunny on it, that had our names on it if we were good students).
I’m sure there are more embarrassing moments, I just can’t think of them now!
2. When your bubble’s invaded by an intruder (read: a stranger), how do you react?
This really depends on the situation and the personal hygiene status of the intruder… If we are in a crowded space and they are trying their best to not be intrusive, then I don’t really do anything… Unless they stink or they look like they have head lice. This is never okay with me! If they are just idiots and they are in my personal space because they lack appropriate social courtesy, I might push them out of my way or try my hardest to get out of their way. If this happens when I am “in character” (AKA that polite medical professional in training), I have no choice but to grin and bear it (and it is usually in this situation that the person has the WORST personal hygiene and also has head lice… and probably pubic lice).
3. If you were a musician, what genre of music would you want to be known for?
I used to play the clarinet, oboe, and saxophone when I was in high school and for a few years in university. I would have loved to learn the piano or violin. If I was a musician, I would definitely be famous for some kind of instrumental/orchestral or classical style music.
4. Would you tell the Goblin King he had no* power over you or would you agree to let him be your slave? (If you haven’t watched The Labyrinth, you should. You may understand the question a little better.)
Sorry, Babe. I have never seen The Labyrinth. Maybe if I can find it on Netflix I will watch it over Christmas… With my ignorance to this topic, I would like to think I’d say he had no power over me…
5. Which century would you have liked to live in* and why?
That’s a hard one. As a woman, I am glad I live in this century because I would hate to have my place in the home and be at the mercy of a man. I would also hate having to bear an ridiculous number of children without modern day medicine, birth control, or epidurals. However, I hate what society has done to us as human beings… we are obese, self indulgent, spoiled slobs (as a whole). We have kids who don’t respect anyone and parents who aren’t allowed to discipline our kids. Even going back a century to where children were expected to show respect and they were raised to be hard working, functional members of society… that would be nice. I digress! Also, Shakespeare was cool. I wouldn’t have minded being around when he was around!
6. Vampires or Werewolves? Elaborate. (Elaborate — to explain why you’d choose one over the other. It doesn’t matter if they’re real or not using that as an excuse to not answer lacks wit and creativity. You disappoint.)
Vampires, totally. They are more predictable than werewolves and they are often skinny and malnourished. I could take them down way easier than a werewolf. Plus there are so many ways you can “fend off” a vampire. I should also mention that I have no expert knowledge of anything to do with the current beliefs about werewolves or vampires, and I chuckle inside when someone mentions anything about “Twilight.”
7. If you weren’t/aren’t a parent and there ever is some Apocalypse, would you want to survive it? (Replace apocalypse with epic war, it makes sense. Therefore apocalypse makes sense whether I say ‘some kind’. This may not be true in Writing 101, but again this is my Blog, my rules.)
If surviving an apocalypse was anything like it is in the movies, with everything gone and destroyed and no one left in existence… Then probably not. I’ll be the first to admit that I’m a little lazy and wouldn’t want to be responsible for rebuilding the whole of society. If, however, it was more like: all the idiots killed all the other idiots and most of the functional members of society still existed (like a modern day Noah’s Arc scenario), then I guess I would want to survive and continue living my life (free of idiots, of course).
8. What is Meatloaf not willing to do for love?
Who is Meatloaf? The singer in the band? Or a dry chunk of reconstituted beef? I vaguely remember something about a band named Meatloaf from when I was a kid but I don’t remember any of their songs… And, I never ate meatloaf until my MIL made it for me once. She took it as an insult to her cooking that I said I’d never eaten meatloaf before that moment (apparently she thinks that my family can cook much better than she can… She’s right if she thinks that, but I never told her so!). I grew up in an Italian home… if you wanted a baked chunk of meat, you made a roast. Ground beef is for meatballs. Meatloaf is gross.
9. What does your dream life look like?
Not too much different than mine right now, but maybe fast forward 15 years: Doing a job that I love with the kind of schedule I want. Married to a man who is respectful and makes money and contributes financially and emotionally to our lives. Have 3 kids (I think I will settle with 2, however. Unless someone could guarantee me that I’d have a girl: I’m not going through all of that again for a third boy) who are healthy, confident, who work hard, and who are respectful. Live in a house that is not too big, but that is big enough to have everything that we need – bathrooms, bedrooms, space for everyone, and that looks nice. I’d also like to have enough income to pay for my kids to go to school (and I’d hope they want to go to school), take a *nice* family vacation every year, stay in the expensive hotels, drive nice yet realistic vehicles, and to just generally be comfortable. I also want karma to be my friend…
10. Out of everything that makes you you, what do you think does it the most?
I think I am kind to a fault. I may not seem so on this blog, but keep in mind that I started this blog to say the things I don’t say in my “real life.” I think of people way too often, sometimes before I think about myself. I am always thinking of nice things I can do for people, hoe I can make their lives more happy, etc. I often forget about myself and I feel like people don’t think about me as much as I think about others. I often (more recently than in the past) have heard people characterize me as very nice and kind, good at what I do, super-mom, thoughtful, will make an amazing dr…. etc. I am flattered that people think that way of me and I am trying harder to accept it as the truth. I am a genuinely nice person and I think my desire to be kind to everyone around me and to go the extra mile when no one expects it, that’s what makes me me!
11. You have to make up 11 questions for 11 different people, is that hard for you?
Yes. That is ridiculously hard. I am resisting the urge to just repeat your questions because they were fun to answer. At this moment in time I feel as though I’m lacking creativity and I don’t think I can come up with interesting questions that people can have fun answering. I guess you can all be the judges!
MY QUESTIONS TO YOU:
1. If you had to pick one song to play, continuously, in the background to your life, what would it be? Why?
2. If you could commit any one crime and get away with it, what would it be?
3. What is an interesting fact about someone in your family?
4. What is your favorite lie that you’ve ever told? What were the circumstances surrounding that lie?
5. Your boss pulls you into his office to talk privately. What is it about?
6. What do you “just know” in life?
7. What is the last book that you read in it’s entirety?
8. What is “Victoria’s Secret?” (I know it’s a lingerie store… I’m talking about the secret)
9. If you could be a fly on the wall in any one room in the world, which room would that be?
10. I am a slogan and it says:
11. What is the favorite part/aspect of your life?
I do not have 11 nominees; I’m sorry to disappoint. I also don’t know if all my nominees have less than 200 followers (is there a way to figure this out?). I have only been blogging on WordPress for about 6 weeks and for the last 2-3, I have been frantically studying. As such, I haven’t had great opportunities to peruse other blogs and get to know them well. I don’t really like the idea of giving awards away just because I have to… otherwise it cheapens the award for those who earned it (for whatever reason). If I nominated you, you don’t have to accept, I won’t take it personally! The fules for accepting the award are to pingback to me for nominating you, answer my questions, make up new questions, and then nominate up to 11 other bloggers (who have less than 200 followers).
Amanda at Celiac and Allergy Adventures
KeAnne at Family Building With A Twist
Allison at Ah Yes Plans
That’s it. I would re-nominate Combat Babe, but last I heard, she hates Awards…