My First Monday Minute!

I follow a few blogs that do something called Monday Minute every...well...Monday.  I've wanted to do it a few times and either don't have time to blog that Monday or have something else I desperately want to write about that day.  And although I could write about a million things today, I wanted something light and happy, so I'll finally do the Monday minute! Each week different people host it, so if you want to read other ones, just click here.

What's your Favorite 80's flick?

Oh that's a toss up between The Goonies and the Princess Bride.  I love the Goonies for it's funny and cheesy lines and even for its pretty horrible acting.   I love the Goonies because anytime I go to an ice cream shop I could say "Rocky Road" over and over again in a funny voice and someone around me would giggle.  However, I love the Princess Bridge because Fred Savage was pretty freaking adorable in this movie, the love story is one you just can't forget, and because anytime I feel like it, I can say "My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die."

One Genre of Music Needs to be Banned.  Which genre?

EASY...Tejano.  Sorry people, I just don't like the stuff.  Living in San Antonio my whole life, I heard PLENTY of it, but I'm a Puerto Rican woman so merengue and salsa flow through my veins, not the accordion.  (caveat: Selena.  I liked Selena.)

All Time Favorite Candy.

Oh I like candies, but I'm picky.  I don't much care for Skittles.  But this asks for my favorite and that would be a toss up between Reeses Cups and Gummy candies.  For right now, Gummy candies sound HORRIBLE to me.  I was obsessed with gummy candies during my pregnancy and am still not over the fact that I probably ate 5 pounds of the stuff.  Maybe one of these days I'll like them again, but for now, the thought makes me gag a little. 

How flawed is your driving record?

I have had one speeding ticket.  I was going 42 in a 25.  And...while the cop wrote out my ticket, I ran to the bathroom with diarrhea.  Yes people, this was seemingly the most embarrassing moment in my life.  I suppose a little background is required, and if this story is nasty, so sorry and deal with it.  During my junior and senior year of college, I had horrible stomach problems.  It got to the point where for nearly a year, after every single meal, I had to RUN to the bathroom.  I went to a GI and had some procedures come back with some abnormalities.  They said I had IBS, that I maybe had something called Chrone's disease, etc etc.  Turns out it was just a horrible bacteria and some medicine that I took for another reason solved the problem.  In the midst of all this medical investigation, I was on my way to class one day after eating lunch and felt that "oh SHIT" (haha...no pun intended) sensation.  I was driving as quickly as I could to run to a bathroom and when the cop stopped me, I started BAWLING and explained to him that I had to go to the restroom.  He in his JERK way said fine, let me run to the bathroom, and wrote me a ticket while I pooped.  Yep, it was horrible.  I went home crying like a mad woman and Evan bought me flowers later to make me feel better.  I called my Dad later that day thinking he was going to kill me (this was back in the day when I was on his car insurance) but instead he was FURIOUS at MR. JERK.  In the end though, I took defensive driving and the insurance rates went down by $60, go figure.   

What was your High School Mascot?

The Clark Cougars!! (she says putting exclamation points as a way of trying to hide the fact that she has zero pride for that)  Now, ask me about my college mascot?  That would be Reveille from TEXAS A&M UNIVERSITY!!! WHOOOP.

What color socks are you wearing?

Socks?  Dude, I live in Texas and am currently in San Antonio where it's hotter than hot outside.  No socks, just barefoot.