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So here are Patrice's questions and my answers:
1. Are you a list maker? (grocery, to-do, goals, etc.)
First I need to think about this question. Then, I need to type my answer. Then I need to reread it. Finally, I should read the next question.
So... am I a list maker? Most of the time! Especially when I am stressed. Then I rely on lists to keep me on track.
2. Do you have overnight guests often?
Nope! I'd love to entertain folks overnight, but we don't have that many people who visit... and those that do usually have a home or a hotel nearby. It makes me sad. I love my house and love to show it off. So... if you are in town - get in touch with me! I'd love to have guests!
3. Where is your laundry room?
My laundry is next to my kitchen. Since our bedroom is on the same floor it is quite convenient. We looked at a house that had a washer/dryer in a closet in the master bedroom. That was pretty cool! We also have a hook up for the appliances in the basement. I think the original plans intended the appliances to be located there - but someone decided to put them in the mudroom.
4. How are you with tools? Power tools?
I like to think I am little miss handy girl. I use most of hubby's tools: table saw, jig saw, sanders, drills and most hand tools. I'm very cautious with the table saw, but will still use it. Then there is the time I used his belt sander, and got my pants caught in it. That pulled the loose skin on top of my knee cap into the sander until the chunk of skin jammed the sander. I had to pull the electric cord out with my teeth and hobble to the door, holding the sander that had sucked in the skin on my knee. Luckily my son was home and was able to use a wrench to back the sander up to release the skin. It wasn't pretty. My hubby, when he returned, just shook his head in disbelief!
5. Tell me something that will make me smile, please!
Since we are talking on the porch, I figured this might be appropriate:
An elderly lady was rocking on her front porch, reflecting on her long life, when a Fairy Godmother suddenly appeared before her and offered to grant her three wishes.
"Well," said the woman, "I really would like to be rich."
*POOF* Her rocking chair turned to solid gold.
"I sure wouldn't mind being a young, beautiful princess," she said.
*POOF* She was immediately turned into a beautiful young princess with a stunning crown of jewels.
"Your third wish?" asked the Fairy Godmother, just as the old woman's cat wandered across the porch in front of them. "Ohh," the woman exclaimed, "Could you possibly turn my cat into a handsome young prince?"
*POOF* Standing before her was a young man far more handsome than anyone could ever imagine.
She stared at him in awe, totally smitten. As he moved towards her, she could feel her knees weaken. He bent down, lightly brushed his lips across her ear and whispered, "I'll bet you're sorry you had me neutered!"