What is your favorite household chore?
Cooking! Even though I love to cook, the daily grind nature of the task (“You mean you’re hungry again? We just ate yesterday!”) makes it a chore. Even when it’s not so much fun cudgeling my brain for ideas to get ourselves out of the latest what’s-for-dinner rut, I’d still rather cook than attack any other routine household maintenance items.
What is your favorite childhood memory?
Ooh, toughie. I had quite an enjoyable childhood (thanks, Mom and Dad), so picking out my one true favorite would be nigh impossible. Many of my good memories involve playing with my little brother. I’m the eldest by four and a half years, which I think was perfect: we weren’t so close in age that we were always in competition with each other, but neither were we so far apart that we had nothing in common. We created elaborate stories around our LEGO sets, dreamed up incredibly detailed backgrounds for video game characters (Sonic the Hedgehog and Ecco the Dolphin, in particular), and built snow forts complete with snowball caches that never quite got used and an escape route that involved a sled positioned precariously atop a hill behind the fort.
Our parents always told us that siblings are quite possibly the people you have in your life the longest, so it was important to cultivate that brotherly/sisterly relationship. I’m glad we did, ’cause that means I have a baby bro (who is actually an adult with a job and a girlfriend and all that good stuff) with whom I share all kinds of childhood memories. We’ll remember together.
What is your most embarrassing moment?
I can’t point to one moment in my life and say, “That one, that there was the time I most wished I could melt into a puddle and disappear on the spot.” One thing sure to get my cheeks flaming and the tears of shame pricking my eyes is saying something factually wrong in front of someone whose intelligence or expertise on a subject I respect. I hate-hate-hate being wrong, or even mildly mistaken. I’m supposed to be the smart kid!
What uniform of your spouse’s is your favorite?
I’m fond of summer whites, which is a uniform my husband hates. It was the first Navy uniform I ever saw him wearing. He had just finished up Plebe Summer at the Naval Academy, and when I first caught sight of the boyfriend I had last seen wearing a T-shirt and shorts in the days just following his high school graduation, I’m sure my jaw hit the floor. He looked stunning. I’ve loved summer whites ever since, but I rarely get to see them.
My husband’s favorite uniform is definitely the flight suit. He would wear his “fireproof pajamas” to any event — change of command, parade, wedding, you name it — calling for a uniform if he could.
What canceled TV show do you miss the most?
Firefly. My husband and I both are dyed-in-the-wool Browncoats, and we daily mourn the fact that Joss Whedon’s brilliant, witty space Western was cut off before its plot had the chance to develop into its full-fledged glory. Though it lasted less than one season on the air, the characters immediately became favorites. One of our cats is named after Serenity crewman/tough guy Jayne Cobb’s “very favorite gun.”
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I didn’t even think of using cooking as a chore, although I definitely agree with your logic! And now that I’ve read yours and Wifey’s favorite uniform, I think I’m going to have convince Chris to go put on summer whites 😉 It’s been so long since he’s worn them that they still have Third Class on them — he hasn’t been a Third Class in over five years…lol.
Five years ago is probably the last time my husband wore his summer whites, too — I haven’t had the pleasure of seeing him in them since before he graduated from the Academy. I’m probably a creepy old woman for how much I enjoy seeing pictures of USNA mids in summer whites. 😉
Our favorite childhood memories are similair, except mine was with my older siblings. My younger brother is 4 years younger and I mostly despised him until he started college. I blame my parents for spoiling him rotten!
Haha, that would do it. I take it you get along better now, at least? I wonder sometimes what it would have been like to have older siblings, but I guess I got a little taste of it from having older cousins living close by.
Found you through the meme and I must agree, summer whites are gorgeous, and I’m seeing a tend! Dress White’s are my fav as well as the khaki uniform! I’ll tell you what, my husband isn’t even a pilot and his favorite would be the flight suit!
I love me some choker whites, too, and I actually get to see that uniform more often — various military balls, weddings, changes of command, all that good stuff. My husband’s not a huge fan of khakis, most likely due to the fact that back in flight school, having to show up in khakis meant you weren’t flying.
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Cooking is a wonderful chore! Especially when it involves a microwave 😉 And I have to agree, the sibling connection is a very important thing
Microwaves are a fantastic tool in the kitchen, for sure. I think my favorite microwave trick is melting chocolate without having to fuss with a double boiler. It’s nigh magical to see the microwaved chocolate chips retain their shape all the way up until you stir and they instantly become silky-smooth.
Aww but cooking isn’t a chore. It’s heaven! Never watched Firefly and honestly don’t think I ever heard of it.
I don’t usually think of cooking as a chore, either — I love playing in the kitchen — but I had to come up with something I could call a favorite. 😉
I don’t blame you for not having heard of it: it lasted less than one season before Fox pulled it from the lineup. It was only when the DVD sales went through the roof that they realized how much people liked it. I don’t know how you feel about science fiction, but Firefly seems to appeal to a quite a few people even if they’re not hardcore sci-fi fans.
Your thoughts on cooking are a perfect sum-up of mine. Unfortunately, I’m really good at expressing how much of a chore it seems at times and not so good at expressing how much I actually enjoy it. Sometimes my husband thinks I don’t even like cooking! But that’s one household chore I’d MUCH rather start on than any other.
Confession: I will sometimes cook something elaborate in order to avoid some less savory chore. Even the least enjoyable cooking is better than the most enjoyable bathroom scrubbing. 😉