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Sometimes The Boredom Almost Kills Me. Then I Remember That's What My Kids Are For.

I stole this from Sarah's blog though I like to think of it as borrowing and sharing. Don't call the PoPo on me, I don't wanna go to the Pokey. Though I may get some well needed sleep. Hmmm.

Remove the blog in the top spot from the following list and bump everyone up one place. Then add your blog to the bottom slot.
1. Hanuman
2. Running2Ks
3. Queen of Spain
4. Sarah and the Good Squad
5. LOOK BUSY...Jesus Is Coming

Then you get to select five people to pass the love on to. This is in no way mandatory.
1. Georgia
2. Kelly
3. Linz
4. Les
5. Brian

What were you doing 10 years ago?
Wow, ten years ago I was waiting anxiously for my friend Georgia to have her baby! TEN YEARS AGO!! I was living in Onalaska, WI and let's see, I was probably working at ShopKo still. Ahh yes, I was going downtown just about every night too. Yipes. Those were the days.

What were you doing one year ago?
We were stranded on the side of the interstate right outside Lodi, WI (did you know Tom Wopat is from there? He is). The alternator and battery went out in the fabulous SUV, I was 6 weeks from delivering Peanut, Monkey Boy was a couple days from 2 yrs old and it was about oh, 3f outside. No lights on the car to warn speeders zipping by shaking the joint. The husband, Monkey Boy and I enjoyed a lovely cramped ride to Lodi in the back of the PoPo's squad car where we then hopped a ride in the tow truck to one of the dumpiest hotels ever. Did I call my dad and cry? You bet your sweet ass I did. The father in law came from Minneesohtah to get the husband and my dad came from Wausau to get me and Monkey Boy. Dads are awesome!

Five snacks you enjoy:
1. Cheesy Bread from Dominos
2. Gardetto's Original (minus the icky ones)
3. Oreos HELLO!
4. Movie Theatre Butter Popcorn
5. Cheese Pizza

Five songs to which you know all the lyrics:
1. Ice Ice Baby - Vanilla Ice (That one's for you Georgia!)
2. Amazing Grace - Just about everyone has sung it though not as bad as me but it gets Peanut to stop crying. Maybe she's in shock at the atrocious noise? Don't know.
3. Any Wiggle's song
4. The entire collection of Poison
5. The entire soundtrack that's IN the movie Empire Records (not the shit they sell you in the stores, most of that isn't even in the movie!)

Five things you would do if you were a millionaire:
1. Save college money for my kids and my friends' kids.
2. Buy property and build a house in LaCrosse.
3. Give some to my parents and my inlaws.
4. Pay my bills (I have to be responsible somewhere besides the college thing)
5. Pay for the Wiggles to come sing for my kids just once.

Five bad habits:
1. Smoking (I know....PSH)
2. Drinking so much Dew
3. Saying JESUS CHRIST or worse in front of my kids/inlaws
4. Short term memory loss and not caring about it really
5. Procrastinating

Five things you like doing:
1. Sleeping
2. Spending time with my kids
3. Hanging out with my friends (which I never get to do now)
4. Going to hockey games
5. Sleeping

Five things you would never wear or buy again:
1. wear - skin tight jeans - thank god there is no photographic proof!)
2. buy - a Ford (again - 2x shame on me)
3. wear - a bikini
4. buy - anything related to Barney, the Teletubbies or BooBah (ish)
5. wear - a mini skirt (I wish though)

Five favorite toys:
1. Cable modem
2. MagnaDoodle
3. DVD Player
4. Cell Phone
5. TV

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