My frist meme

My audience is still small, tiny I venture to say. But I won't stop myself from blogging. No, not me. Grechasketch posted an awesome interview meme on her blog, here are the rules:

1. Leave me a comment saying you want to be interviewed.
2. I'll email you five questions, of my determination not yours!
3. You update your blog with the answers to the questions.
4. You offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

I'll interview anyone who's reading, just let me know. Gretchen had some awesome questions for me.

1. If you could spend a day doing someone else's profession just for fun, what would you do?
For fun? I would LOVE to have Jane Krakowski's job at 30 Rock. All I need is a day to fulfill my dream, which is to ultimately be Tina Fey's friend and side-kick. I can't think of a quicker way than to take Jane's job. I could totally rock the role of Jenna.

2. Favorite scripture?
Romans 12
Living Sacrifices
1Therefore, I urge you, brothers, in view of God's mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God—this is your spiritual act of worship. 2Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will.

3For by the grace given me I say to every one of you: Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, but rather think of yourself with sober judgment, in accordance with the measure of faith God has given you. 4Just as each of us has one body with many members, and these members do not all have the same function, 5so in Christ we who are many form one body, and each member belongs to all the others. 6We have different gifts, according to the grace given us. If a man's gift is prophesying, let him use it in proportion to hisfaith. 7If it is serving, let him serve; if it is teaching, let him teach; 8if it is encouraging, let him encourage; if it is contributing to the needs of others, let him give generously; if it is leadership, let him govern diligently; if it is showing mercy, let him do it cheerfully.

Love

9Love must be sincere. Hate what is evil; cling to what is good. 10Be devoted to one another in brotherly love. Honor one another above yourselves. 11Never be lacking in zeal, but keep your spiritual fervor, serving the Lord. 12Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer. 13Share with God's people who are in need. Practice hospitality.

14Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse. 15Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn. 16Live in harmony with one another. Do not be proud, but be willing to associate with people of low position.^[c] Do not be conceited.

17Do not repay anyone evil for evil. Be careful to do what is right in the eyes of everybody. 18If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone. 19Do not take revenge, my friends, but leave room for God's wrath, for it is written: "It is mine to avenge; I will repay," says the Lord. 20 On the contrary:
"If your enemy is hungry, feed him;
if he is thirsty, give him something to drink.
In doing this, you will heap burning coals on his head." 21Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.

That is exactly how I try to live my life.

3. Why all the pickle hate? I mean, c'mon.
I decided when I was 4 years old what I liked and didn't like to eat. Pickles, sea food and carrots were on the list (also, play dough). I grew out of my hate for carrots my freshman year of college. But for some reason I just haven't been able to stomach pickles or fish. I've been told I need to eat a good pickle and I'm willing to try one, but nobody's given me one yet and I refuse to buy one without advice. Tell me where I get a good pickle and I'll try it.

4. What's one of your best memories from elementary school?
One memory stands out pretty clearly. My kindergarten class took a lot of field trips and from what I remember, most of them involved us singing in a public place. My favorite trip was to Epworth Village, an assisted living facility about a mile away. At that time I called it Epert Weellage and it was a old people's home. Anyway, we walked there, which in retrospect is very far for 5 year-olds. All of us decorated empty joars of baby food and put plants in them to give away as gifts after we sang. I was wearing a yellow shirt and purple pants and that day my mom french braided my hair--hot stuff. For our long trek, Mrs. Freilich (who had hairy armpits) had us break off into pairs, 1 boy and 1 girl since 2 girls shouldn't hold hands and neither should 2 boys. I was lucky enough to be paired with Peter. What a dreamboat. He had tan skin, dark eyes and a mullet. I remember his hands being sweaty and him smiling a lot the whole time. I was completely smitten by the coolest boy in my class, who was holding MY HAND. At the end of the day he gave me a metallic purple pencil. I think he's the only boy I've ever really loved. I wonder where Peter is now.

5. If you received a bouquet of flowers from a secret admirer, what kind of flowers would they be?
Lilies of course. Because he had better be clever if he expects to win me over.