Weird Question Number Nine

I'm winding down with Mike's interview questions...

9. Why did you kick me when I was only trying to help you with your diet? Should I have reported you to the authorities?

With this question Mike is referring to an embarrassing event that occurred when we were first married. You can go here to read about that if you wish. The story is in the last part of that post. Or, if you are in a hurry, here's the short version of that newlywed adventure.

Told Mike I was going on a diet

 he found me eating 

Cheetos 

snatched them away 

I chased after him 

kicked him 

big mistake 

broke my toe 

on his boots

very painful

That's the truth, most of the truth, and nothing but the truth.

So, I think the story itself answers the "why" of kicking him. Anyone would have done the same. Instead of taking my Cheetos away he was SUPPOSED to tell my 20 yr old 120 lb self that I didn't need to lose weight. Oh, he had so much to learn! 

The second part of the question is preposterous! The authorities would have locked him up and thrown away the key on at least two counts:

1) He was clueless about women.

2) Taking someone's Cheetos away is a major, major crime...pretty sure of it.

photo from freedigitalimages.net by sakhorn38

Weird Question Number Six

6. Since you are so enamored with your husband is there any chance you would want to start most of your sentences to me with, "How can I serve you oh most great sultan?"

Well, my beloved husband, that is such a ridiculous idea, I am going to ignore it.

Let's look at cute photos of our beautiful granddaughters instead, shall we?

Weird Question Number Five

Mike's fifth weird interview question for me follows.


5. If you got the worst hair cut in the world would you still leave a tip?

The answer to that is, I did and I did.

Weird Question Number Four

The fourth question Mike asked of me was rather pitiful, really...

1. Who is more annoying? Your husband or your loving dog, Bode?

Is that a cry for attention or what!?

I have to tell you what happened just before Mike gave me that question. It was on a day that was well below zero and I had just come home from work. I was tired and I felt chilled to the bone. For reasons I can not recall he squirted me with a squirt gun. It was soooooo cold! I felt instant anger! So, my first reaction is to give him the most-annoying award. But, I decided to think it out a bit more. Here are some thinking points...

Mike doesn't usually chew up the granddaughters toys.

I don't recall that Mike ever strung toilet paper throughout the house.

Mike never chewed up our vertical blinds - twice.

Mike never ate my fabric measuring tape while I sewed.

Both Mike and Bode are likely to steal cupcakes or cookies as they cool on the counter.

Bode always greets me with a favorite toy to give me. Well, actually, Mike did that not long ago. He greeted me with his favorite toy in his mouth.

That was pretty funny, I admit. However, I tried to get him to recreate that moment so that I could capture it on camera for this post. He wouldn't do it. That was annoying. He did, however, try to knock my slippers off my feet. Bode would never do that.

I don't think I'm going to outright answer this question and I have a good reason. OK, do any of you remember Junior High? I'm thinking of that awkward period where boys pull girls hair and such in order to get attention and to show their love. Well, I'm just saying, some men (and dogs) don't really outgrow that phase. I'm not going to name names. I'm just going to say that I feel well-loved.

Weird Question Number Three

Continuing on with the strange interview questions from my own husband...

3.  Do you consider yourself scrappy or flamboyant?

At first I was going to say that I was scrappy because I think I am good at fighting...for happiness that is. What I mean is, I can take a lot of disappointment and still wrap it up into something that makes me happy. I think I am skilled at that.

On the other hand, the only time I had someone ask me to "step outside" (no kidding! a NURSE from my past was mad at me for questioning her judgment and wanted to take it out to the parking lot!) I blurted out, "NO! You would beat me up!" So, I guess I won't get any scrappy nominations.




All right, I will go with flamboyant. I'm making this statement solely on my use of color. I often buy clothes for our granddaughters that I wish came in my size.



I like color! Usually, I do NOT dress the way my heart wants me to dress or you'd see things like orange and hot pink paisley swirls or maybe lime green and yellow checks. How about bright red and purple stripes?



Yes, I am definitely flamboyant, at least on the inside.

Weird Question Number Two

In case you missed yesterday's post, my wonderfully weird husband texted me 10 odd questions as his way of interviewing me for my own blog. Additionally, he suggested the questions are so good, they each deserved their own post. 

Well, I love him so I am giving it a go. Here's today's thought-provoking question.

1. Do you consider yourself groovy or far out?

Well, both of those labels are rather a flash back in time, don't you think? Hmmmm... As I pondered this, I thought maybe I should take my own trip back in time to help me make the choice.  I looked through old photographs, hoping for any hint of groovy or far out qualities in myself.

My Mom took this photo of me. I was 19 years old, probably at my peak of groovy.

 Oh, but then there is this one.

I look pretty back-to-nature here, surrounded by mountains and trees and all.

John Denver himself would have declared

I was far-out!

 But here's the tie-breaker.

Or is it?

Actually, I kind of have a  Beverly Hillbilly look going on.

Hmmmm.....

I think my groovy, far out days are so far gone, I really can't answer Mike's original question so I'm going to change the question to this...

Are you a little bit country or a little bit rock-n-roll?

Country. Definitely Country.