It’s Answer Me This time!
1. What’s your favorite thing on YouTube?
I love to look up old Sesame Street and Electric Company clips from my childhood and show them to my kids. Also old commercials. Here’s one favorite:
2. Who taught you to drive?
My parents. I think my father took me out the first few time, and then after that my mother just let me drive everywhere we went (only if my sisters weren’t in the car, though, because they would freak). I also took Drivers Ed. And I failed the test the first time I took it! I was past 17 before I got my license.
3. What’s your favorite thing to cook?
I can’t think of one particular thing. I like to cook things out of my head, with lots of ingredients, that don’t require recipes. I make wonderful cakes, but get a little tired of having to bake so many!
4. Are you a hugger or a non-hugger? Why?
I’m not one of these people who wants to hug you every time we cross paths, but I put up with it. I have been clung to by so many children for so many years that sometimes when people touch me it makes my skin crawl, frankly. But I enjoy a good hug with people I have not seen for a long time.
5. Where do you pray best?
In church, if the kids aren’t bothering me. Otherwise, in my bed before I fall asleep.
6. When is the last time you saw/spoke to your grandparents?
My grandparents are all gone now. My paternal grandfather died when I was about one month old, so I don’t remember him at all. My maternal grandfather died in September 1980. I was 13 and it was my first real experience with death. He used to bring us treats from the grocery store–he loved to hunt for bargains–and I think the last time I saw him was a couple of days before he died when he came to visit and left some nectarines for me. I remember how strange it felt, eating them after he had died. My paternal grandmother died of a stroke in April 1995. She was in the hospital for several days, so that was the last time I saw her alive. Before that, Teddy was born in February of that year, and she would have visited me in the hospital, so that was probably the last time I spoke to her. Finally, my maternal grandmother died in January 2009. The last time I saw her was on Christmas at my sister’s house. She’d had a stroke years before and was aphasic, so I didn’t often speak to her by phone. I do, however, have the last time she called me to wish me a happy birthday saved in my messages.
My maternal grandmother, Mima.
My paternal grandmother, Granny
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