1) How did you meet your partner?
Met him in the 6th grade, I was the new kid. He had a friend tell me he loved me, and I called him an idiot. Hmmm...
2) What did you think you were going to be when you were a kid?
A nurse or a teacher.
3) Which would you least like to encounter on your front porch--possum or raccoon?
4) Who taught you how to drive? What kind of car?
Oh, Lord. I have blocked most learning-to-drive excursions from memory as Dad was too short-tempered and had ZERO patience; Mom was paranoid, always freaking out. I learned on a '76 ?? red Ford Granada with dual pipes. Dad pulled a couple wires on it one time and made me figure out why it wouldn't run. Oh the joy. He did let me drive in his scary, old work pick-up a few times. (I taught my youngest sister to drive in that two years later.)
In desperation to learn to drive a stick, my boyfriend let me use his Cavalier hatchback...which I totally killed repeatedly at the entrance of town park one summer afternoon. I was beyond flustered and so upset I couldn't think. He had to come rescue me from work, across the park on foot. I was mortified. I finally learned to drive it - sadly the throwout bearing was a casualty.
5) Who is the funniest person you know?
Monique- I can thank her for 20 years of spewing food and drink out of my nose!In the bloggy world- tie between Danny at Dad Gone Mad and VodkaMom. They both have me in tears of laughter regularly.