There Are No Stupid Questions …

… although I might come up with a stupid answer or two.

Michelle over at Bleeding Espresso was having readers ask questions to be answered. It’s a fabulous way to get to know a blogger, but I was a little afraid no one would ask anything. Ya’ll were so sweet to ask away! Thank you.

So, here goes!

Our Joshua from Prodigal Thoughts asked two questions. One easy. One not so much.

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Easy - How are we spending our time when we visit in October? Mandy and Josh lived next door to us when we lived in Louisiana, and we miss having them close. Mandy and I used to have these great talks in the street or over the fence posts. I miss those. But this isn’t about what I miss. That would take all of us too long. The two of them and their unbelievably precious daughter, Olivia, are coming to visit in October. We’re all already excited.

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Puhlease, Josh. You know you’ve already got the whole visit planned. You just don’t want to admit it. I’m not planning a stinking thing.

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Hard - Assuming an unlimited budget, which would you choose if you could only choose one: candy (including all things chocolate) or shoes?

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Dang. I love chocolate and shoes. And Hot Tamales. My Louisiana answer would have been shoes. But here in Florida, frankly, I could get by with a couple of pair of flip-flops and one flat sandal to wear to work. I’m going to have to pick candy, I think.

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Lizzie from A Dusty Frame asked, “How did you start beading?”

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This is a wonderful story! My friend, Linda, has this great name bracelet that her sister-in-law gave her as a Christmas present one year (maybe a birthday present… as her birthday is Christmas Day, I sometimes get the gifts confused). Linda broke the bracelet (the first of many times) and took it to a bead shop in town to have it restrung.

She came back to the office (she was my boss at the time… always got onto me for introducing her as my boss and not as my friend, even then) telling me how cool the shop was and that they had parties where you could learn to bead. She suggested it to her daugher, who told her that was not happening. So I told Linda we’d all go there for her birthday and have a party. And we did!

There were five or six of us… went on our lunch break… and we made a holiday bracelet - reds and greens. And it was so much fun! Years later, I’m the only one who still makes jewelry. And Linda has several of my pieces. She’s one of my favorite people to bead for because she’s so easy to please.

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Michelle at Bleeding Espresso asked me to describe my perfect day.

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My perfect day would depend, I think, upon who I was spending it with… I can’t just come up with one answer, you know.

My perfect alone day would start with me sleeping way too late. I’d get up, take a long, hot shower before heading out to the Starbucks. I’m pick up a chai frapp (no whip) on my way to the bookstore. I’d sit and read books and magazines and not talk to anyone. I’d then go to the bead stores and wander, touching the beads without saying ‘don’t touch! don’t touch!” Then, I’d go to the spa I like and get my nails done. I’d forllow that with a really long massage… maybe even one of those groovy, super expensive hot stone massages I want to try. After I was really relaxed, I’d take my tired self home (stopping on the way to get food my kids won’t eat) to settle into bed and eat snacks and read.

My perfect day alone with Mike would begin with no alarm clock. We’d sleep late and maybe do grown-up things before getting really started with our day. Then, we’d go the Mimi’s Cafe to have brunch… buttermilk muffins and fruit for me, a Cajun omlet for Mike. We’d talk and laugh, maybe even read the paper. Get him a St. Pete Times, just because I love him. Then, we’d go wander around town, see museums and art galleries we haven’t visited yet. We’d have dinner at a local restaurant with a Cajun flair before heading over to the old-fashioned movie theatre here to see a lovely old black-and-white movie. After the movie, we’d head back home where we’d slip right back into bed.

And my perfect day with my whole family would begin with me and Mike sleeping late while Griff and Eliza played (clearly, I’m wishing for sleep here!). Then, we’d all get ready and head out for the beach. We’d pack snacks and tons of water bottles, the umbrella and chairs, and SPF-nothing’s getting through to this pale skin. And we’d play on the beach all day. We’d have a room there because I hate driving home all gritty, and we’d all fall exhausted into bed at the end of the day, happy.

But in all honesty, any day with Mike and the kids is a perfect day for me, cheesy though that sounds.

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“What’s your biggest beauty splurge?” Bee at Will Blog for Shoes wants to know.

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It took me forever to decide. I love Sephora. I love LUSH. Could spend (and have… and will) a fortune in each of those store. But the actual answer is… my hair. I began to go grey when I was a teen, and I’m nearly completely grey now. But no one would know that. I color. A lot. And I have an amazing colorist. I go in every six to eight week, sit down & read a book while she does whatever she wants to my hair. Last night, she said she was using new colors they just got in and that she’d been wanting to try. It’s shallow. It’s vain. But I have good hair!

Whew! That was a lot! I’ve still got more to answer, but I’ll have to wait for next week. I’ve got to go play VSmile with Eliza.

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