Another Interview......

Cynthia, my dear journal friend at Sorting the Pieces (a wonderful, thought provoking, and spiritual journal=a must read) was kind enough to pose me some interview questions, to keep me busy during my recuperation period.  If any of you would like to be interviewed, just let me know in the comment section and I will formulate some questions for you right away! 

 Now, here are her questions and my answers.........

 

What's the hardest thing about having your son in a war zone?

The uncertainty…the damn uncertainty, about if he’s safe………….. because I am continuously wondering, worrying and praying that he is safe while he’s in Iraq. Also, the uncertainty about when he’s coming home, and if he will have to go back to Iraq or another war zone in his Army career. Just imagine how many mothers and fathers, wives, girlfriends/lovers and children are feeling the same way. It’s got to be the very worst part of being in this position.

When you get off crutches and back securely on your feet again, do you have a pair of shoes you absolutely have to wear first?

Once, while complaining to a podiatrist about how difficult it was for me to find comfortable, yet stylish shoes, he said, "Well, no wonder. You have Fred Flintstone feet! They’re little rectangles!" (Gee Doc, I never thought of it that way, but you’re right!) So, my little feet with the chubby toes that go straight across are thrilled to have anything covering them (other than a cast, of course) that will make it easy for their owner to move comfortably from place to place, and remain in an upright position. These feet can NEVER, ever wear a pair of shoes that have toes that look like this < so I must always opt for sensible comfort over style. Therefore, my shoe wardrobe consists mostly of wide sandals that have adjustable straps, the flip-flop slip-on type, or athletic shoes. Of course there are my combat boots, which are the epitome of comfort! Yes, Fly Boy’s Mom wears combat boots, with lots of career miles on ‘em! Hmmm… As far as a pair that I absolutely have to wear first? I guess that would be my favorite pair of Sketchers that I will put on to walk out of the Doctor’s office when he says I am good to go! And, I will "beat feet" outta there!

What would be your ideal vacation?

Me, my camera and my perfect, oh so tolerant man to accompany me as I slowly travel the United States by motorhome, stopping to take advantage of every photo opportunity as we discover small towns, coastal villages, and the stunning beauty of every state in this country. Of course this vacation wouldn’t have a time limit. Simply….however long it takes! Now, if that man would just fall into my rain barrel!

Describe your favorite meal.

My mouth is watering as I sit here thinking about it, since it’s not on a low carb diet! Mexican food. Preferably, cooked by a Mexican National….in one of those places where the local Mexican people come to eat! That way, you know it’s going to be very good. I would have thick cheese enchiladas, placed under the broiler until they get a crispy, slightly brown bubbly top, served with cheesy topped traditional refried beans, rice and two soft carnitas tacos, with a giant bowl of fresh salsa and freshly made, thin crisp tortilla chips…and a blended margarita!

You asked for it. You got it. It's raining men! Who's in your rain barrel? (If you feel compelled to steal from mine, I'll share. After all I did get greedy.)

I’m hoping for an "economy size" rain barrel! Hmmmmm, I am obviously dating myself with some of these choices, but here goes…. A middle-aged Johnny Carson, because I think he was just the funniest man alive, well, when he was alive. His wit, facial expressions and his ability to have genuine fun made him so endearing. Next, Clint Eastwood…..say at about age 40 or so. My, my, my! Tall, dark and handsome. His voice, the squint of his eye, that Dirty Harry tough-guy demeanor made him my all time favorite male actor, so he’d definitely be one in the barrel. Garth Brooks would have to be next. I just love Garth Brooks’ personality, his good looks and balding head, that sweet Okie accent and his music. He’d be there to sing to me…continuously, whenever I wanted, or just when the moment was right! ::sigh:: Then I’d have to add my best ex-boyfriend (mentioned in The Write One) to cut it up with Carson and keep me in stitches. Finally, my friend Chuck…well, just because. Pretty greedy, huh!