It’s Friday (ok, it's Saturday, but it was Friday when I answered the questions) – so it’s BYOC – Bring Your Own Crazy. 5 questions you can copy and paste into your blog to give your brain a break and to get to know each other better!
1. For $50,000 – would you go without brushing your teeth, showering or wearing deodorant for 3 months?
I think brushing teeth would be the only possible option - especially if I could use mouthwash. Hey, the question says "brushing teeth" so I don't think I'm cheating.
2. Is it harder to tell someone you love them or harder to tell someone you don’t love them back?
I was so blessed to have a mother who said "I love you" all the time. My father didn't say the words as much, but his actions were loud and clear. It's much worse to have to tell someone I don't love them back. I had to do that 2 times in my early 20s and it was not fun.
3. What is on your bedside table?
Lamp, book I'm reading, kleenex, chapstick and my charging cell phone. Thank God you didn't ask about the drawer in my nightstand. Okay, I know what you are all thinking, but don't even go there. I was just saying that because I have so much junk in my drawer it would take me way too long to type it all. Get your mind out of the gutter.
4. If you could be invisible, who would you kiss?
I agree with a few of you who said that kissing someone without them knowing who you are or wanting a kiss, isn't much fun.
5. Repeat question: Summarize your life in blog land and real life.
I worked out with my daughters at our gym on Monday. We got them memberships for Christmas and this was the first time we went together (Hubby was working, so he didn't go). We had a great time and planned on going back to take a Body Combat class and Zumba within the week. Unfortunately, we didn't. I wish I could tell you it was for good reason, but alas it was not. I'm so mad at myself. I don't understand why I get lazy and talk myself out of going when once I get there I have so much fun and feel so good. I especially feel bad because now my daughters are involved and I don't want them to get int he habit of making excuses not to work out. Well, this leads me into my word for the year.
I've thought long and hard about my word for 2011. I think I knew it all the time, but couldn't admit it. Which is ironic that I couldn't commit to my word because my word is...
COMMIT
Definitions are as follows:
to give in trust or charge; consign.
to consign for preservation: to commit ideas to writing; to commit a poem to memory.
to pledge (oneself) to a position on an issue or question; express (one's intention, feeling, etc.): Asked if he was a candidate, he refused to commit himself.
to bind or obligate, as by pledge or assurance; pledge: to commit oneself to a promise; to be committed to a course of action.
to entrust, esp. for safekeeping; commend: to commit one's soul to god.
to do; perform; perpetrate:
to send into a battle: The commander has committed all his troops to the front lines.
to pledge or engage oneself: an athlete who commits to the highest standards.
I've been somewhat passive in utilizing my band and really need to step things up. I have to accept that I need to work my tool (that sounds a little perverted) and I need to commit to this lifestyle. I knew intellectually that the band alone wasn't going to get me to goal, but I had hoped it would get me a little closer than it has. As I've mentioned a few
hundred times I'm getting a fill by fluoro on Thursday and am hoping that will get me to the restriction I expected.
I am so depressed that I won't be watching the Ravens play tomorrow. Their loss against the Steelers last week was hard to take given how well we did in the first half. I don't even want to watch football tomorrow, but my husband and daughter are too hard core not too. Of course we are hoping the Steelers lose (apologies to their fans, but I've been a Ravens fan longer than I've been a blogger). : )