Q and A, Take 1

Liz asked me:

~ What's your favorite flavor of ice cream? Hmmm, not sure I have a favorite, exactly. I believe that Ben & Jerry make the best ice cream in the world. I have three go-to B&J flavors: Half Baked, Phish Phood, and I've recently become a fan of Dublin Mudslide. I'm also partial to a few Dreyer's (known as Edie's, I believe, in other parts of the country) flavors: French Silk, Chocolate Fudge Brownie, and the sometimes-featured flavor of Vanilla Sandwich something-er-other. My local grocery store also has a pretty good store brand, and they carry a Chocolate Malt Crunch, which is realllllly good! So, yeah, ummm, chocolate based is good. Also, Mint Chocolate Chip is a staple in my freezer - not because it's my favorite, but because it compliments other flavors so well :p When I belly up to a bowl of ice cream, it's rarely just one flavor.


~ When you look back at your life, what is one decision you made that you think would have vastly taken you to a different place if you had chosen differently? Wow, this is a tough one to answer. I really think that a whole series of decisions over my life - hundreds of them, probably - have led me to exactly where I am right now, and if any of them had been made differently, I might very well be in a completely different place in my life. The first thing that jumped into my head when I saw this question was, "Well, if I hadn't run away from home when I was 17, my life would be completely different now." Which is true, but it's more than that. I believe I wouldn't be here - married to this awesome, wonderful man, and mother to 6 great kids . . . if I hadn't opened my heart after having it stomped on so severely and for so long; if I hadn't taken that job as a paralegal; if I hadn't realized that being a manicurist wasn't the super job I thought it was going to be and decided to take on paralegal studies; even, if I hadn't stayed married to my first husband for as long as I did; if I hadn't married him in the first place; if I hadn't run away from home and dropped out of high school; if I hadn't spent that one fateful weekend at my step-sister's house . . . the list goes on and on. That's why it's hard to have regrets: because everything I've done in my life led me up to this point, and I wouldn't want to be anywhere except exactly where I am right now.

Thanks for the questions, Liz! Keep 'em coming, folks!