Tuesday, May 13, 2008

A Meme

Ok, I've been doing some serious blog neglect lately, I know.

But things are up and spring swinging on the farm so blog goes on the back burner.

I do have some farm related things to write about but, since they involve pictures, that will have to wait as I only have so much ambition tonight.

So I am going to tackle a meme sent to me by Professor J (See sidebar at right. Yes, I am that lazy).

I just want to pause here a moment to thank the Blog God for memes. I know some people can't stand them but, really, they are great in a writer's block kind of pinch. Or a lazy writer pinch. Which is just exactly the pinch I am in at the moment.

I also would like to say during this little pause, that I will one day get back to staying up to date on all the wonderful blogs I have been neglecting to read lately. I am in big time internet slacker mode.

So, on with the meme.

What was I doing ten years ago?

Hmm. 10 years ago would mean I was 28. I would not have been going to my 10 year high school class reunion, because my class didn't have one. Just as I won't be going to a 20 year class reunion this year either. But that's neither here nor there.

10 years ago would also mean that we had been living on the farm for three years. That was still the honeymoon period. Not with my hubby, with the house. It was back when we really still believed we'd have heat some day. And that we'd get the roof to stop leaking. Now, the relationship is more like and old, stinky sock that you lost the mate to but it was one of your favorite pair at one time so you just give it to your dog as a chew toy instead of throwing it out and spend many days just kicking it down the hall as you walk through because even the dog has lost interest in it.

10 years ago would also mean that my son was only 9 and my daughter was 8. Wow. Now that is something that seems like yesterday. Now my son has just finished his first year of college and my daughter is getting ready to graduate high school. How the time does fly.

What are five things on my "to do" list today?

Well, since today is almost over, I'll have to answer this for tomorrow.

Although, when I think about it, the things that were on today's to do list just kind of got rolled over to tomorrow's because there just aren't enough hours in the day. As a matter of fact, when I think about it, the things on my to do list are pretty much some of the same things that were on 10 years ago.

But anyway.

Tomorrow I have to mail invitations for the graduation party, go meet a friend who is writing up an offer on a house, pick the type of brick we are going to use to replace one of the chimneys when we work on the roof this summer (Oh sweet day!), get wormer for the horses, and buy groceries.

Not in any particular order. Pretty much because there will most likely be ten thousand other things that I HAVE to do as well so they get done when they get done.

Snacks I enjoy

Right now, freeze pops. I bought a BIG bag of them a few days ago and I just can't seem to get enough of them.

Also, spicy Doritos. Doritoes? Some help here Mr. President...

Things I would do if I were a billionaire

Pay someone to do the roof so I don't have to be involved. That whole being off the ground thing doesn't work for me.

Also, I'd buy a heater. Probably geo-thermal. And I pay someone to put that in as well.

Then I would buy the stuff we need - what, about a million yards of concrete? - to get our wind turbine up and running.

I'd buy a good camera. And an electric Obvio.

Photobucket

Gah! It's so cute I can't stand it.

I hire someone to finish the things in my mom's house that my dad didn't get around to before he died.

I'd pay off my mortgage and whatever other bills are outstanding.

I'd buy a pair of sexy shoes.

I'd go somewhere where I could wear sexy shoes.

Bet you never thought you'd hear that from me, did ya? Not that I don't loves me my steel toes, but a girl does need a break once in a while.


Places I have lived

Frackville, PA
Mahanoy City, PA
Barnesville, PA

All within a 15 mile radius.

It doesn't seem like much until you consdier the fact that there will probably be 10 Wal-Mart stores in that radius within 5 years. And nothing says "I'm here!" like having a Wal-Mart in your neighborhood.

Bad Habits

I talk REALLY LOUD when I am on my cell phone. I just can't get my brain to believe that a) the person on the other end can hear me, and b) that this teeny tiny little phone will be able to even allow the person on the other end to hear me. It drives my family absolutely nuts. They're always saying, though gritted teeth, "You don't have to talk loud! EVERYONE can hear you!"

I set things down and can't remember where they are. Like 5 seconds later.

I make funny faces when hubby and I dance together. I can't explain it. They are like "Woo! That move surprised me!" We took ballroom dancing lessons together and learned just enough to be dangerous.

Jobs I have had

Concession stand worker at movie theater. Or theatre, if you want to be fancy.
Photographer at Santa Claus and Easter Bunny display at the mall
Substitue teacher, or, wolf food
Customer service representative/correspondent for thermal underwear company. I got to answer all the letters that came in. You would not believe how many people will sit down and write a letter to a thermal underwear company. It's a lot. Some times people would include their phone numbers in their letters so I would call them instead of writing back. Once I called a guy as soon as I got into work. Unbeknownst to me, this guy lived in California and it was something like 5 in the morning there. His wife or girlfriend pick up the phone and gave a real groggy "Heeeellllooo?" And I started in on my schpiel, "Hi, I'm from Thermal Underwear Company, and I am replying to Mr. Soandso's letter..." And she said, "It's really early. Like 5 o'clock." And I said "Soooo, he's not awake?" "Nnnnnoooo" says she. "Hmmm, weeelll do you want to give him a message?" I asked. "Um, no. Can't you call back?" said she. "How about I write him a letter instead?" And we reached an agreement.
Freelance artist
Production operator at a plant that made PVC fittings
Real estate agent
Dump truck loader at a power plant
Farmer!

There might be some others but I honestly don't remember.


Peeps I want to know more about \

This is where I tag other people. So, tag! Do it if you want to, do it if you need a prompt, just do it.

7 comments:

Professor J said...

Lovely job, Anne. I especially enjoyed your description of the house as an old sock you kick down the hall because even the dog has grown tired of it.

Mike Golch said...

Anne.great posting.thanks for shareing.

Anonymous said...

Annabelle you could just hire some all purpose groundskeeper for the farm with that billion dollars. Nice post.. adawg

Jozet at Halushki said...

I had no idea that you were once a Santa Clause photographer!

And I want one of those cute little cars, too.

And hey! My to-do list is exactly like yours! Okay, not really.

D.B. Echo said...
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D.B. Echo said...

I love this post so much I got all retrotemporal and responded to it two (not four) years ago!

http://anothermonkey.blogspot.com/2006/01/survey-courtesy-of-melanie.html

Some of the questions were slightly different back then. Butthese things do tend to mutate.

D.B. Echo said...

Speaking of serious blog neglect...

Where did you go? I miss you!!!