Five Question Friday-10 September 10

Anybody out there saying TGIF or is that just me?  Because Friday has rolled around once more, that means...(drum roll please) it's time for Five Question Friday.  Thanks to Mama M and her crew at My Little Life for the new questions every week.   Click here to visit Mama M and get the official rules and questions.  So, here goes:

1. Do you feel guilty spending money on yourself?

I most certainly do not feel guilty about spending money on myself because (1) I don’t do it often; (2) when I do spend money on myself it’s usually not that much; and (3) I feel I deserve it when I do.

2. How well do you know your neighbors?

I am sad to say that I have lived in the same house with mostly the same neighbors (give or take a few) for over 15 years, and we only know each other on a casual basis. I have only been inside two of my neighbors’ homes, and only one of my neighbors has ever been inside my house. We all wave at one another, and we’ve even received invitations to their kids’ high school graduations and weddings. Many of our neighbors are “senior citizens” and have already “been there done that” with block parties and such when their kids were young and still at home.  The only reason I even know their last names is that I often do neighborhood campaigns for various charitable organizations, and they send me a list of my own neighbors' names and addresses!

3. What age are you looking forward to being?

The Big 5-0 is what keeps coming to mind, so I’ll go with that. Half the time I can’t remember how old I am; it’s just a number in my opinion. Both of our kids will be in college (*sniff* that makes me a little sad; but just a little). Maybe by the time I’m 50 money won’t be so tight (yeah, right, with 2 kids in college?!), and the Hubs and I can finally make it to the south of France or Hawaii or somewhere equally fun to celebrate in style.

4. Do you get excited when the mail comes? Why?

Heck NO! It’s all bills and “junk mail” these days. Every now and again I’ll get a handwritten letter from my dear cousin who is in her 50’s but suffered a nervous breakdown in high school and has had the mentality of someone much younger ever since. I enjoy that correspondence just because who handwrites anything anymore?

5. What is your earliest childhood memory?

I had to write about this in a paper once upon a time ago. I was about 2 years old. The only way I know I was that young is my mom told me we moved from that house around the time I was 2 or 3. Anywhoo…I had received the Fisher Price school house with the little wooden peg people that are now chunky plastic people. (I never choked on one of them, but I guess someone must have so the FP people of my generation really are a thing of the past). The school house came with playground equipment, namely a swing set with 2 swings on it. Anybody out there remember this toy? The side of the school house opened and had a chalkboard on it? The roof had a little bell on top to ring indicating school was in session? Sorry, I digress. So, my cousin (who was older than me so much so that I called him “Uncle Bob”) placed the little FP people on the swing and then proceeded to flip the top of the swing set so hard the swings flipped completely over the top bar and the little people flew out of the swings. For the longest time, I had what I thought was an irrational fear of swinging too high on the swings at the park. Turns out it was just as rational as could be!

Once again, this was fun, and now I'm done.  Good night.  Until next time...