Five Question Friday

1. What words do you use on your blog/online that you don't use in real life?

Hmmm. I write my blog as if I'm actually talking out loud to y'all; I just type what comes in my mind, there's no brain-to-mouth filter. Only after I'm all done the post do I go over it, spell-check, make sure it all makes sense and its somewhat grammatically-correct. So probably the only word I don't speak in real life is 'LOL'. I do say 'OMG', though.

2. Do you still write cheques?

Sure do, mostly for school- and sport-related things like hockey registration, swimming lessons, school pictures, gymnastics, soccer, etc.

3. Who was your favorite President and why?

Okay, now I know that the author of these questions is an American. First I had to change the word 'checks' to 'cheques' in question 2, now this. As I don't pay much attention to US politics, I don't really know about each President's pros and cons (besides the reported scandals, etc). So I'll pick the only one that ever made me break down and sob during a speech, and that is, obviously, President Barack Obama.

4. Are you a yeller?

Hah! Most of you would probably say "Oh no, she's definitely not, Beau is so patient and kind to her kids" but that is because you don't see me at home, behind closed doors, haha. Not saying I'm a psycho, but I have my moments. Ask the kids. I don't like to yell at my kids because I don't like it when someone yells at me, and I find that using yelling as a way to discipline or 'scare' your child into behaving only makes the problem worse. But sometimes you just gotta, you know? Like yesterday, when Ryder deliberately squeezed his FULL blue-raspberry Kool-Aid Jammer all over the carpet in the livingroom. I think they heard me down the block.

5. Have you ever dumpster dived?
Not out of an actual dumpster, but I've taken stuff that other people considered 'garbage'. Like a practically new kids bike from the Sylvan dump, some idiot must've thought it easier to toss than try to sell. So we took that home. (Had to hide it from the dump worker guy that we were taking it, you know what they're like, "It's dump policy that..." blahblahblah.) Also, someone dumped some stuff at the acreage (they must consider it a communal dump out there, makes me so mad!) and in the pile was a kids plastic play gym, the kind with a little slide and holes to crawl in and out of, and a huge plastic kiddie pool in the shape of a pirate ship. If you were to buy those from a store they'd be like a hundred bucks each! No joke! But someone just dumped them out there like yesterday's garbage! People are strange. So we took them home, I scrubbed the ever-lovin' crap outta them with soapy bleach-water and voila! Ryder and Lena's favorite outdoor toys. That old cliche is so true: One man's junk is another man's treasure.