Look who’s tagging, now

Meme passed to me from Lance:

Question number 1: What are three of the stupidest things you've done in your life?

Not sure if these are the stupidest things I’ve done. They’re just the first ones that came to mind:

1. When I was twelve, I spent the night at a friend’s house. We decided to “experiment” with food coloring in the bathroom sink. At one point, I accidentally knocked the bottle over, spilling the dark green liquid into an adjacent laundry basket, which was filled with white dress shirts. We felt bad about it, so as reparation, we fixed breakfast for her parents the following morning. Somehow, in making the scrambled eggs, a potholder got too close to the flame and a corner of it starting smoking. I saw this but quickly stuffed it into a drawer. Maybe I thought it would fizzle out when deprived of light or something? Instead, smoke billowed from the drawer, and my friend’s dad came running. He plucked out the potholder, threw it on the counter, and beat it with a dish towel. I was never invited over again.

2. Stopped at a busy intersection, I sat in my orange Maverick at a red light. The left turn lane next to me got the green arrow and cars started moving. I took that as my cue to go, as well, and took off straight ahead. Thankfully, the woman turning from the opposing lane saw my car in time and screeched to a stop.

3. In my early twenties, I sang solos at our Southern Baptist church. I composed a song once and the choir director liked it so much, he had me sing it for the congregation. Shortly after that, a professional singer performed at the church. After the service, I told him how much I enjoyed his music and that I’d written a song myself. He said, “Sing it for me.” “Here?” I said, glancing round the crowded foyer. “Sure,” he said. I hesitated, but he kept encouraging me, so…I did. But, it wasn’t the same without the piano’s accompaniment, and I felt self-conscious, as members walked by and stared. I started sweating. My voice shook. I thought, “Please, God, just get me to the end of the chorus.” When I finally finished, he smiled a don’t-call-me-I’ll-call-you smile, thanked me then moved on to other admirers.

Question number 2: At the current moment, who has the most influence on your life?

The people who look at our house that's for sale and don’t buy it.

Question number 3: If you were given a time machine that functioned, and you were allowed to only pick up to five people to dine with, who would you pick?

So, these have to be dead people? If so, my dinner quests would be:

1. Flannery O’Connor
2. C. S. Lewis
3. Carl Sagan
4. Mary Cassatt
5. Hector Berlioz

Question number 4: If you had three wishes that were not supernatural, what would they be?

1. To see my children happy
2. To make enough money to get out of debt and live comfortably
3. To have a book published one day

Question number 5: Someone is visiting your hometown/place where you live at the moment. Name two things you regret your city not having, and two things people should avoid.

Can’t think of anything I regret our city not having. Things to avoid: driving when it’s snowing. People are scared to death of it here. Driving when it’s not snowing. They then feel the freedom to weave in and out of traffic, merge whenever the mood strikes them, and honk at will.

Question number 6: Name one event that has changed your life.

Leaving the church.

Question number 7: Is not a question. It's a command. Tag five other people.

I’m disregarding my usual no tagging habit, not because I’m commanded (too stubborn for that) but because I don’t want to be the only one sharing stupid moments. I’m tagging:

Catherine
Rona
Colleen
Patry
Julie (when she gets back from Italy)

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