Tuesday, 21 June 2005 - 4:35 PM CDT
1. now i'm going to give a little "life advice" here. listen well... you've all probably gone thru it with your own parents, "don't do drugs, don't have sex,..." all the typical don't-dos of growing up. being a not-too-normal person, i of course set out to do all the don't-dos. if i was told it was immoral, illegal, or unhealthy, i went after it. then i started to grow up (haven't finished yet), and found myself faced with raising a child. still being not-too-normal, i was a little scared. look at everything i had done! then, almost by accident, i stumbled across an interesting fact. MOST kids will try to do anything you tell them not to do! so i never outright told my kid not to do something. from a very early age, i explained drugs, their affect on people, the harm they can do. i told her how the tendency to alcoholism may be an inherited gene and we had a couple in our family, so it was something she would have to really think over. best advice ever, never drink sad, only drink happy. and the biggie, that i knew she would someday have sex, but this was something SHE had to decide. it was totally up to her, not to anyone else. and that she needed to tell me when she started, so we could go to a doctor, talk about protection, etc. thankfully, her pediatrician worked with doctors without borders and asked if he could start the aids talk with her when she was 12. the end result of all this, is that while i'm not naive, i know she drank and smoked pot in high school, i also know the kids she was with went camping, parked their cars, and not one of them killed someone while behind the wheel. i also know when she first had sex, and who with. the moral: don't tell them no, tell them facts.
2b. don't forget the walking stick
3. these days, chocolate
4. i do love to tell this story. i used to tend bar at a local club. one nite, while not working, but was drinking, one of our regulars came in, already drunk as a skunk. he announced that it was his 40th birthday. since there was only me, him, the bartender, and another friend of ours in the bar, i bought a round to celebrate. i was ready to go home after that, even got out of my seat and was saying good-bye to the guy i was sitting with (the other friend of ours), when out of the blue, birthday boy starts loudly proclaiming that he was going to dance naked on the bar. my butt hit that seat fast! he starts undressing, asking the bartender over and over if she had locked the door. she kept telling him yes. we waited a couple months before we told him the truth, the door was unlocked the whole time.
i'm not sure why, but i'm suddenly reluctant to tell the rest of this story. not sure why, i've been upfront about other stuff. i'll have to think this over....
5. nascar. go DJ!
6. never bought anything
7. again, chocolate
8. used to be my older sister, but as i got older, i realized i was wasting a lot of energy on someone not that important.
good job, toots. really enjoyed answering these questions. still thinking about the end of my story. maybe...