WFM interviews me

What Works for Mom's Blog had this little blog go-around. Below are the questions she asked me and my answers to them.


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1) Which do you like dislike more: shopping for new jeans or going to the dentist?

A: I do not really dislike going to a dentist - I honestly like them more than the rest of medical practicing peeps (no offense meant). But a few months ago, when I went to one and had amalgamation done on me, it made me a little teary-eyed.

Now who hates shopping? (I only do when I'm short of cash!)

2) What is one thing you'd like to accomplish by Friday?

A: At work, to start cracking some macro again (which is already long overdue). At home, housework, housework and more housework.

3) What's the worst or best advice you were ever given?

A: The Best (and worst) Corporate Advice - That corporate advice #1 says: The boss is always right. That advice #2 (and after) says: If I should have other concerns/complaints, I should always refer to rule#1.

(This really shouldn't be taken seriously. In fact this is supposedly our standing joke in the office. But this one ironically ceases to be funny at worst times - times when you know and experienced the truth in it. Best because it's true; and worst because it definitely is true! It's a worst truth. If taken seriously, that is.)

4) How full is your glass?

A: Brimming (with lemon-chamomile tea!). And I'm thinking of one lovely cycle, you pour out love and love be poured unto you.

5) Where (other than home) would your ruby slippers take you?

A: To this wondrous place where when I pop open my sleep-ridden lids in the morning, the first thing I see is both my BH and my kid's expectant faces (for breakfast :-D). A place where I could feel the warmth of them sleeping beside me and hear the melody of their snores before I drift off to ZZZland at night.