You know how this works. Someone posts an interview on their site. They say “if you want me to interview you, let me know”. And all the lazy ass bloggers go “ooh! me! me! me! Please God give ME something to write about!”
Finally, Amy picked me.
Without further delay…
Miss Britt: The Interview
1. You have to give up all of your shoes except for TWO pairs. Which two do you keep?
This is easy. In fact, you would have had the answers to this much sooner but I was hoping to supply you with pictures. Unfortunately, by the time I get home at night and am able to take pictures - well, I kind of forget and am distracted by the promise of spending two hours flipping the remote and bitching about how there is nothing on TV and dear God when does the new fucking season start?!ARGH
Fortunately for you, my neglect of my blog only affects me at night. During the day I am ready and willing to go the extra mile for you people.
Anyway. The shoes.
Pair number one would be my Red Wild Diva peep toe heels that I bought in Vegas. So hot. So cute. So hard to find stuff to “match” with - and yet when you wear it with black or white or something completely unexpected it is just… yum. If I die tomorrow, please promise I will be buried in these shoes.
Pair number two would be the brown pointy toed ones I just bought. They have a heel, but a short one (for me anyways) and they are absolutely amazing with a pair of jeans. By far my favorite jean shoe ever. They have some hardware that is apparently “in” this season (which, honestly, I think is a completely retarded notion) and they are just happiness and validation in leather.
2. Your favorite meal to cook? What does the entire menu consist of?
Actually, my favorite meal consists of a check at the end that I don’t have to pick up.
But, OK, cooking… cooking… I can do domestic…
Actually, my favorite thing I’ve ever made is Chicken Pasta Primavera. With home made sauce and noodles. And peas and carrots and oh my God it is so good. Do you know how much better white sauce is that you MAKE rather than BUY?
Do you also know how FAT that shit will make you? Well, me anyway. When I eat stuff like homemade pasta and yummy yummy cream sauce, I turn into a pear.
3. What project (aside from your marriage or children) are you most proud of?
Actually, I probably wouldn’t have said my kids anyway. I mean, I’m proud of them - don’t get me wrong. But more in a “holy shit these kids are AMAZING and how cool is it to be their mom?!!?” way than a “wow, look what I did” way. Because I’m pretty sure they are awesome in spite of their mother.
I’m pretty proud that I’m kicking Adam’s ass in sales right now. I think, thus far, the thing I’m most proud of is all the work and planning that went into fixing up and selling two houses while simultaneously buying another one - 1400 miles away. That’s pretty cool. And everyone keeps telling me why “they” wouldn’t/couldn’t/shouldn’t do it.
4. Favorite household chore? Least favorite?
Is hiring an interior decorator a household chore? No? Well fine, I don’t do that anyway!
Do people really have a favorite household chore? That’s like “what would be your favorite way to die violently?”
Now, my least favorite chore - anything having to do with bathrooms. Or floors. Or kitty shit. Or animals of any kind. Or sweating. Or anything that can be described as a “chore”, pretty much. Yeah. That’s it.
5. Craft or home project you really get into?
Oh my God my best friend is a Marth Stewart Robot and she’s trying to suck out my brain! I’m on to you Martha Fembot! You will never defeat me - never!
(Unless of course you bring me interior paint in gold tones and some delicious wall art with that really cool copper vase I’ve been oggling…)
So. That’s it. Now you know the truth. My BFF has been swallowed by her bed linens and replaced by a domesticating tyrant.
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Your pear drawing is hilarious! Are those boobs or are you wearing overalls?
And who the hell has a favorite household chore? It’s called a chore for a reason.
September 19th, 2007 at 4:51 pm
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September 20th, 2007 at 12:01 am
:lmfao: What happened to you and all the lovely wreaths and things you told me you make? Hmmmm?
And, favorite household chore - no one LIKES them but given the choice between cleaning the toilet and vacuuming, I’d have to say that I love to vacuum instead of you know… cleaning the toilet.
Which would make cleaning the toilet my LEAST favorite chore.
Mary Poppins y’all… wtf? “In every job that must be done there is an element of fun… you find the fun and *snap* the job’s a game!”
:dazed:
September 20th, 2007 at 12:07 am
Fuck Mary Poppins. She was the hired help!
That’s why you just hire someone else to do those chores!
September 20th, 2007 at 12:10 am
the drawings were homemade? awesomely good.
September 20th, 2007 at 12:15 am
Interview me…..I need some “fun” in my life at this moment!
September 20th, 2007 at 8:37 am
avitable: you can’t tell the difference between my boobs and overalls?!
AmyD: hey, I do decorate for fun - I said that! (or insinuated it)
But as for chores… I just… no. Nope. No amount of singing or snapping or anything makes it “fun”.
Bearable, maybe. But not fun.
September 20th, 2007 at 12:07 am | Edit
t: well, computer homemade - but yes.
Kristin: why do you not EMAIL ME so I can stick your request in a PILE?!
September 20th, 2007 at 9:01 am
Alright c’mon. That about put me to sleep.
Where’s the really deep questions? The ones that really let us know who Miss Britt is? You know, the kind that make us envious or sorry for your husband.
September 20th, 2007 at 10:18 am
I’m all about the chicken pasta primavera. I already look like a pear… so its all good.
September 20th, 2007 at 10:18 am
Britt, Britt, Britt, we smart ones know how to mix our cleaning chemicals so that the chores aren’t just chores… their a triiiiiiiiip, maaaaaan.
September 20th, 2007 at 11:24 am
loved the shoe drawings. makes me wanna go try on a few pairs. and bring some home with me. wheeeeeeeeeee…
September 20th, 2007 at 11:54 am
I happen to consider Interior Decorating is a household chore, so hiring a decorator becomes a sub category of the chore..
So, that could be your favorite!!
September 20th, 2007 at 12:17 pm
Um, OK. Checking in here. I’m a little scerrrred too!!
Do me, do me!!!
Happy?
Crazy stalker.
September 20th, 2007 at 3:08 pm
hmm I like doing the laundry as my favorite chore, it makes the house smell good, is that bad that I actually enjoy it?? Gee I think I need to go rethink what is fun because I sound like a weirdo!
September 20th, 2007 at 8:12 pm
Kelly: you don’t feel bad for my husband that I don’t like to clean? :unsure:
NYCWD: i sooooo miss pasta
AmyD: why don’t you post THOSE recipes?!? :lmfao:
hellohahanarf: thinking about you shopping for shoes makes me want to go shop for shoes too!!!
(who am I kidding, a stiff breeze makes me want to shop for shoes)
NotaGranny: how do I work that so I can use someone else’s money?
ADW: I don’t know…. you’re cute and all. And you DO make farting and pooping funny…
but you checked in on ADAM first. Girl, the bitches have to stick TOGETHER!!
debkitty: noooo…. that just makes you better than me. ;-)
September 21st, 2007 at 8:45 am
You have Mad Drawing Skillz.
September 21st, 2007 at 9:03 am
I also have badz camera - which requires more drawing skillz.
September 21st, 2007 at 9:40 am
My husband lost 35 pounds since January ‘06. He works out 3-4 times a week, plus cuts our firewood, clears our property (was logged before we bought it, so it’s a mess in the woods). All in all - he looks freakin’ hot. Men in their 40’s have better looking muscles than they did in their 20’s - all angular and cut and hot looking… anyways.. I lost 26 pounds last year, gained 10 back over Thanksgiving & Christmas.. lost 5 of those, and presently have become DRIVEN to lose another 18 pounds by Christmas.
What the hell does that have to do with ANYTHING!?!?? I want white sauce! I want pizza! I want chicken alfredo! I want pasta of any kind with any kind of sauce or just butter and parmesan cheese or even just butter! I want to not give a shit if I look like a pear! But my husband is looking hotter than me and that PISSES me off!
I moved the elliptical machine in front of the television - I’m going to elliptical until I can eat any damn thing I want… Bwahahaha!
Ok, sorry… I’m really hungry! (Why do I always seem to write a book when I comment!?!?)
September 21st, 2007 at 9:58 am
Yeah… I feel ya. I’ve been thinking to myself, FUCKING A I JUST WANT TO EAT!!
And I’m almost willing to just exercise like a mad man so that I can.
If only I had the time.. you know?
(and, yeah, my husband is one of those skinny little fucks and I will NOT BE the fat chic with the skinny guy that makes people go “wtf?!” when they walk by us)
September 21st, 2007 at 10:05 am