Here are the ten questions I have to answer.
My mind doesn't quite remember my high school years (I've blocked them). I think I may have gotten one or two or four, but I've only had two since I've been married and that's been twenty years.
When me and my husband were first married, we went on a rafting trip with a bunch of people we didn't know. We arrived at the hotel only to find out it was a communal room. Needless to say one guy snored so loud, I actually threw my shoe at him and he didn't wake up. Another couple slept naked and let their pet bunny run around the room. I also lost my wallet and it was freezing all weekend. Total trip from hell.
A pair of boots. It's cold up here in Canada.
A brand new house. I'm getting quite sick of mine.
I made a casserole that my mom used to make when I was a kid. Potatoes, rice, hamburger, and onions, all covered in a tomato sauce. It was awful and I made way too much. An ice cream bucket full of leftovers stayed in my fridge for a week until I finally threw it all off.
My mom taught me never to say anything mean out loud, but... okay... wait... now I'm all flustered and can't think of anything.
I inherited a chevy blazer when I got married, but our first car together was a Ford Escort.
Depends if she's laughing. I'd probably hold my breath for a moment before making a decision. I'm kind of a people pleaser.