Sunday Stealing!

"The Sassy Questions"

If you could say anything you wanted to say to Donald Trump, what would you say?

"Thank you, Mr. President."   
(That's all.  Those who agree require nothing more.  You don't?  Well, nothing I might say is likely to change your mind.)

If you had to be the mother of Britney Spears or Lindsay Lohan, who would you choose -- and why?

Neither, thank you.  I'm not that familiar with either young lady, so it's not my place to think I could parent any better.

You get to be Queen for a Day.  The kids are all taken care of, and you can spend as much money as you want.  What do you do all day?

Sure, I can imagine lots of indulgent behaviors; but I'm already so blessed.

  

To tell you the truth, my enjoyment would be diminished if I couldn't share it with those I love, making memories.   Money's no object, you say?  OK!

I'd send a private jet to collect my son and family, two close friends, and all my blog pals (Yes, you too; I see you over there)  to come aboard a private yacht charter around Tampa Bay.  (To be fair, I stole this idea from a former co-worker who did just that to celebrate the occasion of his elopement.)  

Because I've never been one for mindless chit-chat, our vessel would boast cozy settings (both indoors and out on deck) for warm conversation.
... and, of course, a dizzying array of comfort food and drinks.  (Any special requests?)
    

Is there a song that brings tears to your eyes every time you hear it?  If so, which one.

Without fail, "The Way We Were"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HJNrKHv50X8

A fairy taps you on the shoulder and tells you that you can either have a perfect face or a perfect body for the rest of your life.  Which do you choose?

I don't believe perfection exists -- on this plane, anyway.  But playing along, I'll say my body, because sickness, disease - even achy muscles - could not exist.

If you could live any place in the world and money was no object, where would you live, and why?

Vail, Colorado - one of  the most beautiful  places I've ever seen.   I adore the changing seasons - particularly Rocky Mountain winters where the snow audibly crunches underfoot.  The only drawback might be (our) having little-to-nothing in common with their privileged residents.  Then again, I'm way past the point of needing camaraderie from my neighbors.

What is your biggest regret in life?

Believing those who said my father would be OK ... and not seizing the opportunity to jump on a plane to Florida following his heart-attack.

If you could go back and visit one person in your life who is now dead, and ask one question, what would that question be and why would you ask it.

Uh-uh, too personal.  May I be excused?

(Well maybe, I'd ask JFK, "Who really pulled the trigger?")

If you had the chance to age forward (like we are now) or aging backwards (think Benjamin Buttons) which would you choose and why?

Definitely backwards.   Sure, I'd miss the benefit of modern medicine ... central air conditioning .... even, especially, the internet.    Generally speaking, I believe folks of my parents' and grandparents' generations behaved more respectably and in a kinder fashion to one another ... to law enforcement and our military.  Sad, what rage exists, even on our roadways.

What will the epitaph on your headstone say?

Some of you may recall what I shared on Facebook:  
I'd ditto what Charlie Mechem is credited as having said:  

"Dear God, Thanks for letting me visit.  I had a wonderful time." 

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Yes, thanks for visiting!

If you're so inclined, I'd love to hear how you might answer some of these questions!

Hugs from Phoenix,

Myra