Interview Me!

Rebecca

over in the UK, got me interested in this.
She's sent me several questions, which I will attempt to answer.
If you'd like to be interviewed by me, leave me a note saying Interview Me! And I shall. (See below).
So, without further ado, here are the questions, and my answers.

1 .If you had to go out a very fine dinner would you argue or go in a good state. How much would you spend on an ourfit?

Aha! Two questions in one. Tricky! Actually this is easy. I LOVE going out to dinner. Anytime, just about any place...I would definitely go. If it means I don't have to cook and wash up, I'm there!! How much would I spend on an outfit - well, now that depends on where we're going, doesn't it? I would generally wear a dress, pantsuit or skirt and top, and probably spend no more that $200 on said outfit. Of course I am going to assume that does not include shoes...

2. If someone served you liver for dinner would you throw up or eat it. Would you say something to your host about their choice of menu?

What a horrible question! Um...I don't think I would throw up, but I would probably lie and say I was allergic. But it really depends on who is serving the liver and why in the world would anyone do that to another human being in the first place?! Horrors! Reminds me of my boarding school days, and no, I didn't eat it then, nor would I now. Would I say anything to my host? Well I'm a pretty non-confrontational type of person, so no, probably not.

3. What are your earliest memories of feelling that you did not belong?

Wow. Don't like this question. Well, I actually have a very vivid memory of the only day I ever spent in what I would call a 'daycare'. I must have been about two, maybe three...I think I wouldn't stop crying, so they put me in a high chair with a bottle, and the kids made fun of me. I can remember my father storming in to the room and picking me up out of that chair and into his arms...and all was well.
Later, I probably felt I did not belong from quite a young age in school - I was not one of the more popular girls, and I was quite shy.
Sometimes I feel that I don't belong in our church, but we won't go there...I'd be here all day!

4. How did you fall in love for the first time. Was it the real time or did you have to wait for something special?

Okay, you asked for it. I was fifteen, on a Young Life trip in Saranac, New York. One of our day trips was climbling some mountain - I think they believed in torturing you to Jesus - however, I did make the climb and the view from the top was spectacular. However, as we all know, what goes up must come down...therein lies the problem. I am quite a klutz, and getting down that mountain was proving a rather difficult task. After falling a couple of times, a young Canadian boy by the name of Stephen, offered me his arm. I remember feeling a bit like an idiot, but when I looked into the most gorgeous pair of blue eyes I had ever seen, I didn't care any more.
The rest folks, as they say, is history. I get to look into those baby blues every day, and have been doing so going on twenty-one years June 21st. God is good.

5. Hve you ever longed to run away...if so, where would you go and with who??!! And tell me why the running??????

Well, now. Sometimes, yes. When the laundry is piled up a mile high, dishes in the sink and dust bunnies waging war on the furniture, and all I want to do is write one more chapter....I would run anywhere, with nobody but my laptop...
But generally speaking, I live a life of contentment. I love my husband, I love my kids. No, I don't want to run away.
Maybe they do sometimes...

Okay, so who is going to play next?
Here are the rules:
1. Leave me a comment saying "Interview me."

2. I will respond by emailing you five questions. I get to pick the questions.

3. You will update your blog with the answers to the questions.

4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.

5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

Looking forward to interviewing YOU!