Beige Is Boring

It's that time again - Friday!

Did you just squeal and do a little happy dance with your hips while sitting in your chair?

OK, settle down, kids. You have to sit through another edition of Mama M's Five Question Friday.

Why? Because I like to talk about myself. Don't we all? Of course we do - it's why we have blogs.

But I'll try to keep it short - just for you.

Here we go!

1. What is one food you could eat everyday?

Fritos with jalepeno cheese dip
pretzel MnM's
Dr. Pepper
garlic bread
celery with jalepeno ranch dip
mostly, that celery is in there just so I don't feel like a lard-butt. And yes, I like jalepeno flavored stuff. And no, I don't know how to get that squiggle line above the "n" in jalepeno. If I did, I would put it there.

Wait - that wasn't just one, was it. Hmm. Oh well.

2. Are you working in the career you thought you would be when you were 18?

Yeah, I pretty much always knew I wanted to be a mom. What I didn't know was how flippin hard it would be. How you worry all the time over everything, how you never stop cleaning up messes, and how you wonder every second of the day if you're doing it right.

But when I was little I wanted to be a photographer for National Geographic.

3. What is something that you wish you would have done when you were younger and you didn't?

When I was planning my wedding reception, my dad offered to just give me the money so I could go on a nice long honeymoon to Italy.

Yeah. I didn't do it. I'm an idiot.

4. What color are your kitchen walls?

Beige. (My head just hit the desk because I fell asleep from the boredom of typing that.) We rent, so the color of the kitchen won't change anytime soon. Beige = Boring, people. You know it's true.

5. Do you remember what your very first favorite song was?

No, but I know what my least favorite song was. It was a song my dad would sing to my siblings and me every night when he decided he wanted to watch TV that was too mature for us so we had to go to bed. (He wasn't watching porn or anything - just nothing intended for ten year olds.) It's sung to the tune of "It's Howdy-Doody Time" and the words go like this:

It's muscle building time!
It's muscle building time!
It's time to go to bed,
And rest your little heads!

We hated that song. We dreaded the first two notes and immediately began writhing on the floor and crying when we heard him utter the first word. (Dad always made the first word last about five whole seconds so that we could get thoroughly worked up about it. He liked to suck the rewards right out of parenting and savor them like the last bite of cherry cheesecake.) Sometimes he just hummed it. That was just as bad. Sometimes he couldn't even finish because he was laughing so hard at us.

And you know what? I sing it to my kids now. They love it just as much.

Alright now, ya'll. Head over to Mama M's and link up!