I learned to steal from my mom, apparently

stolen marker Mom, cover your eyes. When I was eight years old I had a best friend named Blake. Our parents decided we were not so great influences on each other and kept us apart for a while. Probably a good thing, because Blake and her younger sister had taught me how to steal from the local grocery store and the one time I stole anything was on my very own without them, just to see if I could do it. I stole a package of markers. The mechanics and planning of it all make me laugh every time I think back to that day, and probably helped shape me into the person I am today. When I got the markers home I was pretty excited to use them, but the more that I used them the guiltier I felt about the method in which I had obtained said markers, so I eventually threw them all into my Strawberry Shortcake garbage can. And then my mom came into my room and yelled at me for throwing away perfectly good markers, so I pulled them out of the trash and went back to drawing with them. (Yep, that’s really one of the markers. The last one left. In my favorite color, green.)

A number of people did this meme, probably including myself although I have no memory so it’s New To Me!, but I finally stole it from my mom, hence the title and backstory to this post.

A – Age: 34

B – Bed size: Queen

C – Chore You Hate: I’m gonna go for cleaning the toilet, Bob.

D – Dad’s Name: I have two dads. Bio: John, Step: Marvin

E – Essential Start Your Day Item: More sleep

F – Favorite Actor: This changes any given moment. At this moment I will go with my old standby: Bill Murray.

G – Gold or Silver: Silver

H – Height: 5’4″

I – Instrument (s) you play: I sing to dance music and 80s music, so that’d be the vocal chords

J – Job Title: Geek

K – Kid(s): I think this question is up to interpretation. Is it how many you have or how many you want? Hmm. :)

L – Like: I have a fascination with perspective right now, so I’ll say I like perspective.

M – Mom’s Name: Leslie

N – Nickname: Poppy

O – Overnight Hospital Stay Other Than Birth: None

P – Pet Peeve: Lying. And cheating. And lying about cheating. More than a pet peeve, but it’s what irks me on a consistent basis.

Q – Quote that you like: On my 8th grade family crest I chose “what goes around comes around.” Man, I was already in for a life of telling people off.

R – Righty or Lefty: To the LEFT.

S – Siblings: 1 brother, 1 complication sister, 1 stepbrother, 3 stepsisters, a few other unrelated sisters

T – Time You Wake Up: On weekdays it’s between 5:45am and 7:00am, depending on how easy it is for me to guilt myself out of the bed.

U – Useful tool: My body. And, occasionally, my mind.

V – Vegetable that you dislike: Gak. Too long a list, let’s try for the ones I do like.

W – Ways you run late: I don’t enjoy knowing what time it is.

X – X-rays You’ve Had: Teeth, back, ankle

Y – Yummy Foods You Make:Everything I make is yummy. I am awesome in the kitchen, among other areas of my home.

Z – Zodiac: Leo. (rawr)

Also, I’d like you to see some pictures and a video from my weekend, ok?

Here‘s Coney Island/Nathan’s.

Here‘s New Jersey.

Here’s Ripley drinking my water:

13 thoughts on “I learned to steal from my mom, apparently

  1. You can never go wrong with Bill Murray.

    You’re a lefty? So is my daughter. Very creative!

    I’m stealing this from you.

    J.

  2. THIEF!!! I live with a thief!!!

    Now I know why Ripples was VERY into my water this morning. Like, full snout into.

  3. Oh, it’s all springy up in here now!

    I had no idea you were only 5’4″. I don’t know why that was apparently the most interesting thing on the list to me, but there you go.

  4. No wonder we’re friends… we have so much in common. Including the fact that I did this one too, only mine will appear on Wednesday, I think.

    I love Ripley with the head in the cup. I PPH animals. More than people sometimes.

  5. This reminds me of the one time I stole (in the shoplifty sense) something, too… It was about a german-language Mickey Mouse comic magazine. They used to come with some extra (like a free cheapcheapcheap toy) glued onto one of the pages. The one I legitimately and legally got had been the victim of theft, as often. And this one time, I thought I deserved stealing one back so I’d have a complete one. So I did that. Fortunately enough, my parents caught on somehow (I might’ve told them in guilt or pride, who knows…) and gave me the yelling I deserved, as well as taking the item in question away. Some of the best parenting they ever did, I say.