Reader Poll Day

August 9th, 2005, 5:27 PM by Dawn

updated to include bad ’90s dance tunage

  • If forced to choose, would you rather wade 50 yards through waist-high dog diarrhea, or 50 yards through waist-high human asparagus pee?
    Seriously, Sherri? You’re scaring me. 🙂 This is when Dawn opts to have her over-sensitive olfactory nerves removed before wading through the asparagus water. *twitch*
  • What size bed do you sleep on?
    Full.
  • When you discover a large, yet lightning-fast insect in your house, do you try to chase it down, or just let it be?
    I will chase it for awhile. I don’t mind chasing/killing bugs — better dead than in my bed. 🙂 Of course, I have a cat who chases bugs that are outside (when she’s inside) — I’m so proud.
  • If you were offered $1 million to tattoo a 1″ x 1″ logo of some randomly selected company on the back of your neck, would you do it?
    Only if it were tax-free — no sense in the government benefiting from my stupidity. It already does. *sigh*
  • What’s the most embarrassing thing that’s ever happened to you on a date?
    Bwahahaha. Oh god, do I tell this story on my new blog? I went home with some guy and truly had not thought ahead when planning my attire.

    Usually, I’m *date-ready* (ahem) but on this night, I was down to the end of the laundry pile and truly didn’t expect to meet anybody. But he was a friend of a friend, and I was drunk. And when he went to pull down my not-so-scandalous underthings, his thumb? Went straight through a HOLE in the FABRIC. He was pulling them down by the freaking HOLE in my underwear!

    I freaked and got the hell out of there. In retrospect, I don’t think he’d noticed.

    I did go back again another night (this time in appropriate, um, *evening wear*). Long story short, you guys might remember him as the guy to whom I said, “That’s it?!?!?” LOL

  • Do you remember the first time you got REALLY drunk? What happened?
    Ah, 21st birthday, although I’d been drinking for YEARS earlier. Went to a dueling-piano bar (the now-defunct Jellyrolls at Station Square in Pittsburgh). Mom was there (god love her). Drank lots of pineapple-and-rum specialty drinks. They along with the salad I’d eaten for dinner at Houlihan’s ended up being puked up very neatly in several different parking spaces. One thing I do well is throw up daintily (as if it were really possible!).
  • If you saw a complete stranger standing near you in a line with a booger dangling from his/her nostril, would you say anything?
    Nope. But I’d sure come home and blog about it!
  • If you’re in your house/apt. alone, do you close the door when you use the toilet?
    Nope. Although it skeeves me out that the cats insist on being in there with me. Maddie wants to go up on the sink. Kadi lunges for Maddie’s tail as the old girl struggles to make that big leap. Maddie growls. Kadi runs around psychotically and rips across my feet, usually drawing blood. Maddie waits for Kadi to pause before doing a giant belly-flop down onto her. Fur flies and hijinx ensue. Do not THINK I would EVER put my guchies anywhere near the ground — only one kitty can go near my skivvies, and it doesn’t have a name or a tail!
  • When was the last time you held a baby?
    Must’ve been Alex, around last October.
  • Ask me something.
    OK, last week we talked about our favorite cheesy ’80s songs. Now, for the greatest cheeseball era: the ’90s!

    What were you grooving to, and where were you? Me? I was groovin’ to dance, techno and trance in the gay bars.

    • On iTunes: Mariah Carey, “We Belong Together (remix)”

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    She’s this many today: 2

    August 9th, 2005, 8:25 AM by Dawn

    My beloved fairy princess niece turns 2 years old today. *sniffle*

    Two years ago today, we weren’t sure she was going to be able to make it through labor, through the night, through the week, through the month, through the year. She was so little, so early, so delicate. But she fought harder to live, grow, flourish, shine than any of us could have ever hoped. And today, she’s a happy and healthy toddler with a new little brother whom she adores and calls “Baby J.”

    Miss you, baby girl. Hope to see you around Christmas! Hope Mom and Dad forgive me for the singing Elmo doll, and there’s another box coming with a gift from my mom that’s a teddy bear that’s as big as you and dressed in a ballerina outfit with fairy wings. The funny thing? Mom never even saw these photos!

    On iTunes: Martina McBride, “Concrete Angel”

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