I asked a friend this question, and his response was as follows:

"Once we took a family vacation to San Francisco, and we stopped at a gas station. My dad backed into me with the car."

How is that a favorite memory, may I ask? He must have misunderstood the question.

One of my favorite summer memories was my high school graduation party. I ( Read more... )

Hmmm.  The most romantic thing I've done was probably our first valentine's day.... granted, we'd only been officially dating for like, 2 weeks, but I made him chocolate-dipped-white-chocolate-drizzled-shot-full-of-grand-mariner (orange flavored booze? Cant spell)-strawberries. I arranged them all pretty, with little bitty decorated heart cookies ( Read more... )

Is it unnatural to miss someone you can't remember ever knowing?

I miss my grandmother, on my mother's side. She passed away suddenly and unexpectedly, when my mom was 10 years old. Her death led to the rapid decline of my mom's safe and comfortable childhood, into a cruel world full of anger and pain and rebellion. She's recently been healing from ( Read more... )

 I am an enigma. Wrapped up; I am coarse and leathery. I will never feel tenderness, for no one sees me on the outside. Violently stripped away for what lies beneath; my outsides strewn carelessly across the bar floor. But once I am revealed; I can be anything you want me to be. I can be brittle and hard; I can be creamy and smooth, a sinful ( Read more... )

 Oye, what a question. Favorite has got to be either Ayla from the Earth's Children series, Ron Weasly from Harry Potter, and Pepe Le Pew & Penelope. Oh, and Calvin. Ayla is very determined, and skilled, and naive all at once. Ron.... is a doof, and I love him. Pepe Le Pew is a hopeless romantic, and I've spent years looking for him for my mom (she ( Read more... )

 Oh, lord.

If money was not a factor, I would have a combonation restaurant/bakery. Preferably divided by a wall. The bakery half would do wedding cakes topped with sugar glass art, all sorts of sugary sweet things like cupcakes and whatnot, homemade cheesecakes, a select assortment of pies (my fabulous aunt would be in charge of those), and a ( Read more... )

 (If all of my hair wouldn't fall out of my head)

I'd go back to platnium blonde, cut it short and flirty, maybe bubblegum pink streaks. Then I'd buy a bunch of dresses and heels. And red lipstick. And say, "Oh my gawd! Seriously?" a lot.

Or, not.

Monkeys. I HATE monkeys.

When I was little, my dad told us a story about Roof Climbers. He said they were like humans, but hairy...and they had fangs. They would perch on your roof, above a door, and wait for you to come outside. Then they would drop down on you, and eat you. In my head, they look like a mix between demon chimpanzees and gorillas. ( Read more... )

 good lord, where to start.

sandwich i had the other day: one of the best ones ever, btw.

Wheat roll. light mayo, turkey breast, bacon, avocado, lettuce, tomato, onion, pickles. Toasted. -shiver-

Or one i used to make, back when I was a deli-bitch:

Sourdough baguette (cant spell)
Roast beef (medium-rare)
smoked turkey
mustard/light mayo
smoked gouda cheese ( Read more... )

 Okay so after a retared moment of contemplating spoon vs. fork, I got what this question was asking.

1. Homemade chicken noodle soup, and big slices of hot french bread.

2. Boyfriend's jambalya, however you spell that (ham, polska keilbasa, shrimp, some other stuff, rice, veggies. Mmmmm)

3. and a draw between steak, lobster & garlic mashed potatoes ( ( Read more... )