1. What would you say is your strongest sense?
I’m going with smell. Good or bad I always cue in on certain stinks or fragrances. Ash makes fun of me when I swear I smell some kind of dog stink and he say sit isn’t really there. But I know….
2. Do you believe in the idea of a ‘sixth sense’? Why or why not?
Sure I do. You can imagine it’s that “gut” feeling or your ability to decode a person’s worth or goodness. Ash is very good at judging character and I consider that his sixth sense.
3. When do you most feel like a slave to time? Explain.
Hmm, maybe only in those moments when afternoons drag on and on and I can’t muster the energy to work. Otherwise, I make time work for me.
4. Have you ever worked in a restaurant? How would you rate the experience? If you could own a restaurant what kind would it be?
No, the closest I got was an ice cream shop, briefly. I think I could be very good at it though because I like to multitask and stay busy. I HAVE thought about opening a restaurant but it would really be a conglomeration of a 50s style soda shop/comic store. I want to have the ability to play pinball and read comics but also eat ice cream. The floors would obviously be black and white tile and the stools, red. I’ve thought a lot about it over the years and maybe some day!
5. Ever traced your family tree? Share something interesting you learned there.
My grandfather got really into genealogy about 20 years ago and he did find some cool stuff. I think the farthest he went back was about the 1500s and he found some duke in England. The major thing he found was that we’re related to Daniel Boone. I believe the relation was that his grandmother or great aunt briefly married Boone. Their name was Mulkey and all Boone records seems to stem back to the Old Mulkey meeting house in Kentucky.
6. What did your childhood bedroom look like?
Aww, I wish I had a picture for you! My room was the first on the left down the hall, across from the pink bathroom. My room had bad 70s wood paneling! But I didn’t mind it too much. If you walked in the door, immediately to your left was a closet and straight ahead, a window. We lived in South Florida so it had a crank to open it and my fondest memory is of a cool Fall morning and mt mother coming in, cranking the window wide open, and the smell of fall wafting in.
My parents put navy blue mini blinds on there and I can only assume that was a bad 80s trend. The carpet was a soft cream color. Along the wall with the window was my full sized bed and to the right, just inside the door, was another full sized bed. I once shared a room with my sister but she got a new bed and took the back room. I am not sure why I had two beds but it came in handy for sleepovers. The beds faced each other on those opposite walls so in between was the other furniture. At the foot of my bed was a dresser covered in silly stickers and when I turned 13, I got the super old TV for on top.
Right next to it, beside the other bed, was my desk for homework purposes. Above the second bed were a couple long shelves and I had a bunch of books and knick-knacks and this funky globe light thing that looked like stained glass. Depending on which era we’re talking about, my walls were mostly covered in pictures out of Teen Beat magazine: Eddie Furlong, John Stamos, Christian Slater. Give it one more year and those were replaced by Axl Rose EVERYWHERE, Motley Crue, Metallica, etc. Though my walls were plastered with hot rock stars, I’m pretty sure I used my dinosaur sheets right up through middle school. They looked like this:
7. Anyone who knows me knows I love_______________________?
Metal! I may look unassuming but I am a metal goddess. I leave work and get into my little Honda Element then roll those windows down. Out comes the ipod and on goes the music. And it’s a variety of metal genres too, from black to hair, to thrash. I just love a good power chord or dark riff. There’s something so soothing about the chaos of it, how it rips my ears to shreds but makes me feel like nothing bad that happened can follow me.
8. Insert your own random thought here.
This week is flying by so quickly! I thought tomorrow was the 19th but no, that’s today. I have five friends who all have birthdays today too; I wonder why that is. Anyway, we’re meeting with a realtor tomorrow to get a lay of the land. Probably not going to end up building but we can look around and see a.) what we can really afford and b.) understand what needs to be done in our house before putting it on the market. There’s really so much involved in the timing of all these things and I think that is what stresses me out the most. Sigh.