So a few days ago I stopped by Susie's blog to see how she's been doing and read an interesting interview meme, with questions written by Eclectic and answered by Susie. What a nice way for bloggers to interact. Then I saw the same meme at Sharkey's place and her request to have someone to interview, and I stepped up. I really enjoyed reading her answers. She said coming up with five original, interesting questions was pretty hard, so I'll find out when it's my turn. But here are her questions and my answers.
1. What first made you interested in blogging, and why?
I first heard the vague reference to "bloggers" during the 2004 election but had no idea what they were referring to. It seemed to be ordinary people, non-journalists, who were having a real impact on people's thinking. The media actually seemed somewhat threatened by them. Anyway one day Mike came home and announced that he had learned how to set up his own blog and he was going to start writing about politics. Just as a chance to express his opinion. Not to be outdone by my husband, I immediately started this here blog, but the main thing I wanted to write about was my adorable new baby. I thought it would be a great way to keep in touch with family and show off my cutie-pie. Little did I know how good writing every day would be for my brain.
2. What's your favorite thing about being a mom?
Right now my favorite thing is watching the extra little person in my house learn and develop a personality all his own. He makes us laugh a lot. I am SO intensely proud of him when he demonstrates new skills, like recognizing certain letters and counting. And my head nearly explodes when people are constantly raving about how well behaved he is. Of course, they don't see me at 6:30 this morning when he marches into my bedroom to wake me up and refuses to come when I call him to get dressed or eat breakfast. Even though Mike doesn't have much responsibility for Nathan in the morning, having him around is some kind of moral support and not having him around (like all this week) can sometimes make me get more easily frustrated, and have a little pity-party for myself for being the working, pregnant mom of a toddler.
3. How many U.S. states have you visited, and what was your favorite trip?
Simple answer....a LOT. This question required homework. I first posted a map of all the states I've visited waaaaay back in February of 2005 (yes, I've been blogging a long time). I think the answer is 40. That does not count Puerto Rico, which is not yet a state. Most of the eastern states I hit as a kid driving around with my family to visit my grandparents in Texas or my uncle in Florida. But beginning in 1999 I traveled nationally about 50% of my time for my job. I loved it. Not sure what my favorite US trip would be. So many great ones. But overall my favorite trips would either be to the Canadian Rockies with my family in 2003 or to South Africa on business that same year. Both places are just so beautiful.
4. If you were stranded on a desert island and could only have one food, what would it be?
That is possibly the hardest question EVER. Especially now that I am pregnant, my tastes and cravings are all weird. I keep getting cravings for sugar, but then I O.D. and feel gross. Like this morning, I had two donuts and a vanilla cappucino. My teeth feel coated in sugar and I can feel it corsing through my veins. So I could say ice cream, but after I eat a little I always feel full and yucky. Possibly thin spaghetti with Ragu traditional sauce, which I don't eat often enough because I'm too lazy to cook it. Or possibly just strawberries, because they are awesome, sweet but not too sweet, but I'm sure I would get sick of those too. Ya know, I could probably live on cheese alone. Maybe with a few crackers. There's not much food that really "blows my skirt up" these days. Which is why I don't gain weight when I'm pregnant.
5. How did you know that Mike was the guy for you?
Do you want the simple version or the sappy supernatural version? Mike and I met online, in the pre-WWW, pre-chat room, pre-internet dating service world. Granted we were at the same school, in the same major, and lived two blocks apart, but we possibly would never have met had I not been checking email and he instant messaged me to say hi. It was a small AS400 mainframe server and when I would go online he could see me there, and by my screen name he could see my name, my major, and where I lived. These days that would have to be secret I'd guess. So super shy Mike was chatting up chicks online. We had a lot in common, in terms of majors and general interests, so we talked quite a bit for a few days. We both had significant others at the time, but neither of us was really happy in those relationships. I cannot for the life of me remember what it was about him I liked so much. (That's bad, huh?) Or why I thought he was so perfect for me. I remember talking a bit about my faith and my desire to just get married and be a good mom someday. He really liked that. Suffice it to say, we clicked. After two weeks, we met, and I fell head over heels. He had this beautiful soft hair and broad shoulders. He was much taller than my current boyfriend, much more masculine looking.
Anyway, somehow I felt this nagging that he was a perfect match for me. The catch was, he wasn't a Christian like me. I felt strongly I could never marry someone who wasn't. I never expressed this to him, but he did encourage me to talk about my relationship with God and Jesus. He was super intrigued by it. He grew up Catholic and had never even cracked open a Bible, and here I was basing my whole life on it, turning to it for the answer to everything. He was so interested that I got a free copy of the Bible from my student fellowship and gave it to him, and told him if he really wanted to read it, start with John. I put absolutely no pressure on him. I figured he'd stick it on a shelf and forget about it. But one night he and I talked and he looked at me quite seriously and told me he thought I was "the One". (Meanwhile, he still has a girlfriend.) I was taken aback, but understood and agreed completely. That night I prayed hard, out loud. I told God that I know it's wrong to ask for special signs and things, or to test God, but I asked him simply that maybe this one time, He would show me whether or not Mike was the One I was supposed to marry, by bringing Mike into a personal relationship with Him. I said "If that happens, I will know for sure, without a doubt, that I'm supposed to marry him."
Silly, right? Yeah well...I think we went home for Thanksgiving break or something. I wasn't even thinking about the whole faith thing, or talking to Mike about it, I was just crazy about him. We didn't see each other for a week, and I think he dumped his girlfriend in that time, and then we went for another long walk around campus. Very much out of the blue Mike tells me he started reading the Bible I gave him. I just listened, silently, while he explained to me that it all makes sense, the idea that we are not perfect, God is, we needed Jesus to sacrifice his life on our behalf, and He wants a relationship with us. He told me he prayed to Jesus for possibly the first time really ever, and asked him for that kind of relationship. I nearly fell over. You non-believers out there are probably thinking it's just all talk, he's just trying to make me happy. But I know what the supernatural power of the Holy Spirit feels like, that was it. I knew I was going to be spending the rest of my life with Mike.
Yeah you weren't expecting that kind of answer, huh? I don't usually share THAT much, and Mike might kill me for telling you all that schmultzy stuff. But it is a guiding, foundational knowledge in my marriage. Even in the toughest times, I knew we were made for each other.
So now it's your turn. If you want me to make up five questions for you, here's what you do.
1. Leave me a comment saying, “Interview me,” or words to that effect.
2. I will respond by emailing you five questions.
3. You will update your blog with the answers to the questions.
4. You have to include this explanation, and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.
Simple. Your turn. Somebody step up!!