5 on Friday

1. Would you rather be too hot or too cold? Why?

Too cold for some reason I can deal with cold better than hot, also it is easier for me to breath colder air. Being hot affects me much more on a psychological level. When I'm too hot, I get cranky and b****y if not outright enraged, and it's all I can think about.

2. What's your favorite way to stay cool?

Air Conditioning baby!

3. What's your favorite way to stay warm?

I cover up in a warm afghan, in Sparky ( my heated massage chair)  and watch tv. ( yes I named my chair, don’t judge )

4. When you see or hear the word "summer", what comes to mind?

Warm days cool night and skeeters

5. Any major summer plans this year?

Nope no plans at all.

Skills

Some people just don't have the ability to show gratitude. My mother is a complainer and for a long, long time I avoided her just to not have to listen to it. She ruined a lot of family get together's for me. I finally realized that she doesn't have great communication skills, she's the matriarch in a family of really witty people and she's not witty,  my brother and I  (AND my dad was) are all great conversationalists and always up to date on current events and she's not. She was brought up really poor, one of 8 kids, ( she lived on a farm and  they didn't have indoor plumbing) and my dad was brought up in town.  She never really knew what fork to use, etc and he was  totally comfortable in any environment. She seems mad at the world.  Now, I make a point to call her often and find out how she is doing. Guess what? She still complains but it doesn't bother me as much.

I Remember

I Remember When:

• Girls were not allowed to wear pants to school
• Cashiers in grocery stores entered the price of each item in your cart manually into the cash register and counted out your change.
• Cars did not have seat belts.
• There were no such things as car seats for infants and toddlers.
• Babies were laid across the mothers laps while the mother was driving said car without wearing a seat belt. 
• When schools actually had lockers for books to be kept in
• If you misbehaved in school, you got a "whack" with a paddle the size of Alaska
• You didn't misbehave in school a second time
• Spring Break was called Easter Break
• The only radio stations were AM
• Which you listened to on your Transistor Radio
• Your class all stood and repeated The Pledge of Allegiance and the Lord's Prayer each morning.
• Playing outside until Mom would yell your names throughout the neighborhood.
• Playing "Kick the Kan" in the street with all the neighborhood kids.
• Black and White TV
• An ashtray in a new car was not considered an option.
• The A/C in our house was a "swamp cooler". Which consists of a box, fan, vents and the garden hose dripping cold water into the back of it. (yes it was purchased that way)
• Cloth Diapers 
•  Okay, I didn't say everything I remembered was okay!

Exciting things about me

1.  I can drive a stick.

2.  When I say I am cleaning it really means I am spraying Febreze on everything and watching TV.

3.  I can’t swim

4.  I can’t sleep with out the TV on.

5.  The older I get the more I like spicy foods

6.  I always worry that people are judging me.

7.  I may have forgotten what rain is.

8.  I have become very frugal in my old age.

9.  I like brussel sprouts

10.  When did my eyelashes start growing from my chin?

Crabby

Lately, I’ve noticed a lot of crabby people grouching and complaining all around me. If I go on the Internet, message boards seem to be having a massive PMS-a-thon – males included. When I read the news, Democrats are telling Republicans to chill, and Republicans are telling them to get a grip. Palestine and Israel are engaged in a deadly game of "did so/did not" while the lives  hang in the balance. On smaller scale, the cashier at the grocery store sneered at me yesterday when I asked where I could find charcoal briquettes for my grill. “Hmpf. I wish I had time off to grill.” What do I say to that? I’m sorry? Even the rats on my patio are crabby. They dragged their rat bait condos into my walking path and flipped me the bird last night. 

I really don’t know how to change the mood. While so many people are feeling sensitive, I have instead become apathetic. Normally, I’m all for a round of good times and fun. And I’m eager to debate a point I feel strongly about. Not lately, though. I’ve been in a “I don’t give a crap, and screw you people anyway” mood. That’s hard for me to admit, because I don’t like being Debbie Downer. I’m a woman – we fake things. Orgasms, delight and surprise.

While I am faking smiles and mustering a good attitude in spite of myself, it’s not working. I don’t know if it’s because I’m fed up with all the crabby people, or if I’m just bored.

( I may have embellished a tiny bit for this blog)

5 on Friday

1. What are your overall views on marriage?   I'm in favor of marriage.  I just like the idea of making that lifelong commitment to someone, vowing to be together and faithful. I think it's sad that so many people view it as a formality or 'just a piece of paper' and either don't do it or only do it for the financial security and benefits it brings.

2. Are you married// is marriage something you want?   I'm not married, but I've been married twice. I stood up and vowed till death do us part. Unfortunately neither one worked out like I had thought it would. 

3. Do you like the symbolism of wedding rings? Why or why not?   I do.  The idea that someone wouldn't want people to be able to see that they was married feels like a rejection. 

4. What do you think is the best age, ideally, to get married? (In general)  There is no generic best age.  I think it's a case of marrying the right person at a time when you feel ready, whether that's 21 or 76. 

5. Which is worse: shotgun wedding at 17, or meeting your partner when you're in your sixties?    I would think a shotgun wedding at 17. Too young to know what you really want and spending the rest of your life together because of a mistake doesn't end well usually. Not to say that it always ends badly or that getting married when you're 60 will mean you're going to live happily ever after either.