Readers Answer Tuesday's Question:

First, let me apologize for leaving out part of Tuesday's Question yesterday and today. Today it's because I don't want it to appear to be duplicate content. And yesterday instead of asking When You Were A Child Who did You Want To Be When You Grew Up, I asked; Who Did You Want To Be When You Grew Up? I can't believe I didn't notice (that typo) and I'm sorry- although I know you all knew what I meant there is no excuse for sloppy grammar... And thats not all, Ferd C from Crazy Medical Cases said that I made another mistake, but I'm not sure I did, and I think he may be kidding but he said; "Interesting question, "Who" did you want to be, not "what" did you want to be."


You see, Who and What are interchangeable when it comes to poorly written questions. I wish he would have caught how awful the sentence was, but I guess he was trying to be polite. And he did catch what I meant about who and what meaning the same or different things when it comes to what you what to do for a living and who you are Ferd just articulated it better. What I was trying to say is we know early on who we are but sometimes we decide to become what others expect of us instead.

For example, I think a writer is what I do and who I am, but anytime I worked doing something else it felt more like what I did for a living as opposed to who I am. Thank you Ferd C from Texas Medical Freak and welcome to Tuesday's Question for the first time, and I hope it will not be your last visit.

In an effort to thank Ferd I'm going to link to him twice, and since you ordinarily get credit for only one url from the same page, I'm going to link to an interesting article he wrote about Parkinson's Disease with his comment, because I linked the main landing page link above.

Anyway, I have to quickly move on since my doctor won the debate over who should be keep waiting, my readers or his patients, and he won. His biggest selling point was that he had to go to school longer, and blah, blah, blah...

Well, let's hope I make it on time and that this sentence makes more sense than yesterdays, and congratulations for sitting through the first part of this post- You are all wonderful.

If you are reading Tuesday's Question for the first time or for entertainment please take a moment to visit these bloggers blogs, their blogs are as much fun as their comments. O.K. Here's the correct Question:


When You Were a Child What Did You Want To Become When You Grew Up?


Clink read more for my first commenter~

My first commenter is my dear dear friend Sandee at Comedy Plus who wrote a great comment just as she does every week. Sandee has been so good to me I'm going to have to buy her a yacht one day.

When I was little I didn't want to do the run of the mill things women were required to do. You know nurses, secretaries and the like. If you tried for anything outside that scope the men would be angry that you were taking the jobs they needed to feed their families. I wanted to do anything I wanted without the typical rules for women that I grew up hating.

My first idea was go into the military. Well, I graduated high school in 1969 and those females that went into the service basically were secretaries or worked in the office filing papers. So, I gave up that idea.

For some years I was a waitress and then a bartender, but this wasn't what I wanted to do either. There just wasn't a future here for me. No retirement plans and well...it wasn't very impressive. The tips were great, but the pay wasn't all that much.

When I was 26 a friend talked me into applying for the Sheriff's Department. I didn't want to be a cop, but I was sick of what I was doing so I applied. I passed the testing and my background and approximately six months after I applied I was hired.

I spent the next 25 years doing exactly what I was meant to do. It is not the typical job and it takes the right kind of people to work in this environment. I can't imagine doing anything other than the profession I finally I had come to love.

There were lots of firsts for me. I was the first female sergeant to be transferred to an all male facility (Men's Jail) and that was even better. I was the first female sergeant to run inmate programs. I was the first female lieutenant to run a lock up (Men's Honor Farm). I came full circle when I was the first female lieutenant to run the Men's Jail (a maximum security facility). I had gone full circle.

I was one of the fortunate few that worked my way up through the ranks and because of that I was able to retire a bit sooner because of those extra benefits. Because of those 25 years I'm now doing what I've always wanted to do. Whatever I want.

May 6, 2008 1:33 PM

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Hmm i think you are right Ann. I was a little goofball as a kid and now I'm a big goofball. Maturity? maybe later.

May 6, 2008 3:23 PM

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And Fredc from Crazy Medical Cases


Interesting question, "Who" did you want to be, not "what" did you want to be.
I so agree our basic personalities are established way early in life. I, too, was inquisitive, and since I can remember wanted to be a doctor just like my dad. I eventually did. But that's mostly the "what."
The "who" becomes clearer to me in my middle age, as I actually DO grow up! I want to be helpful, connected, friendly, a positive force, honest. I'm sure I wanted that even as a child. And for the most part, I think it has happened. Just don't ask my ex! ; )

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And my next commenter is Speedy from the Speedcat Hollydale Page and 0007 Undercover TAGMEMEAWARD CAT

Speedy leaves great comments, read this one, then be sure and visit his blog, you'll be hooked. Speedy the Speedcat is one of those imaginative and fun writers whose blog you love from the moment you click on the landing page. And I'm not just writing this because he always says kind things about me- I'm writing it because it's true. Besides, he says nice things about everyone...oh, now I'm getting tongue tied, just be sure and visit his blog when you have a chance and you'll know what I mean.

Here's Speedy's comment:

Great question here Ann.

My answer changes from one span to the next ... so to speak.
When I was:
5~10, baseball player.
10~13, a bike racer
13~15, motorcyle racer
15~NOW, golfer

I am still working on the golf thing, just a lot harder in the last couple of years.
Why not pursue goals with the positive attitude I had as a kid, and why not keep trying? It's nice to have a dream ... even if it is not meant to be.

Looks like I am very sports driven here, Ann - I never realized that before.

Whistling a tune while blogging down the road ..... (Carpenters again)

(Now, I don't know what he is talking about as far as singing The Carpenters while he is blogging down the road. I guess that's a typo)

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And my next hilarious commenter is Mauniejames who has several wonderful blogs so I decided to link to Mauniejames


I still have no idea of what I want to do but I know it has something to do with children. After high school while I was going to modeling school my company sent me to get a degree for legal secretary...so I got married at nineteen..quit to take care of my son born 9 months two weeks and four days later..whew..then I divorced early and did a succession of jobs..but wherever I went I gravitated towed the children..finally when my first grandchild was born..I took care of her..then the second and the third...they are the very best part of my life...they are all bright well adjusted children..and I think in part it's because I had an influence on them too.
Oh yeah I wanted to be president...and I know for a fact I would be more suited to it then georgie boy..


Isn't that the sweetest comment? Mauniejames is a great blog too~

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And another new Tuesday's Question commenter Christy Evers from Christy Evers A List Of My Writing Accomplishments.



Christy left a funny comment and has exciting news on her blog at the moment~


Here's her comment:

I wanted to be Indiana Jones when I was a kid. And still kind of want that now.

May 7, 2008 6:45 AM


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Tuesday's Question: When You Were A Child Who Did You Want To Be When You Grew Up?

When You Were A Child Who Did You Want To Be When You Grew Up?

A teacher once told me that curiosity is the basis of intelligence and I believed her then and now. Because when we ask a question we are searching for the truth about each other, our surroundings, and ourselves and thats clever.

However, keep in mind that I was an inquisitive little girl who was constantly asking questions. For example, I asked my teacher one time, “How come the Indians taught us how to grow corn after we took their land away from them?”

After which a boy in our class remarked, “Why do you let Ann ask so many dumb questions?”

Then the children in the classroom began to snicker and softly mutter, “Yeah” to their friends, at which point I wished I were a fly floating around in a stew or squished against the wall somewhere.

Hence, my teacher would say, “curiosity is the basis of intelligence” in my defense for the unkind remark, uttered by the same boy my friends and I never added to our “cute boys” list.



And look what I’m doing now…hmmm…I wish I could send my heckler a book of my Tuesday’s Questions posts~ Wouldn’t that be a gas? Because, frankly, I’ve never stopped asking questions, although I know it drives everyone around me crazy. But I can’t help it, it’s just my nature, my friends and family complain about it and wonder why I have to know everything…but I wonder why they don’t want to know more.

Anyway, if my nameless enemy received a book of Tuesday’s Questions it would probably end up on the floor to house train his dog, but let’s hope he would see my article and laugh, and be happy I kept asking questions, in addition to grateful he was never one of the top coolest guys.

But maybe he’s reading this now and wondering what today’s Tuesday’s Question will be…


Personality traits show up early in our lives that we're reminded of when we get older. For example, have you ever remembered or were reminded of a memory of yourself at an early age and thought, “that sounds like me now.” That’s because it is you, now and then, early on before you grew into your grownup self. When you were a kid you may have wondered how to act or be for others…before becoming the person you are today. You can find your authentic self in memories from childhood or anytime because now you are on the outside looking in from a different perspective.



For example, my compassion and concern for the Indians in the first grade was a real question coming from the same person who is writing this now, and I’m also the same person who would tell our house keeper when I came home from kindergarten that I had to teach the class when the teacher was sick….

It was a lie, but it was also a story, and I never knew why I felt compelled to tell these stories and have make believe friends. I knew I was going to be a writer in the first grade- I remember wanting to learn how to spell the word author and insisted on learning all about what it meant to be one.



Although, I never let anyone know because I didn’t want to be “an author” it seemed bookish and uncool- When grown-ups asked me I always made something up, like a veterinarian or teacher, etc…professions I felt others would approve of or think I could be. Many of us deny our true selves in an effort to be more acceptable to our family, community, or friends.

My brother recently sent me an article about a writer who wrote about how she lied when she was a little girl, and always wondered why- the article reminded my brother of me, and what is interesting is I think I’ve blogged about that before, but my brother never read the post. Of course, my brother does know I’m a writer, but he didn’t know I was a liar too, or did he?

The point I’m trying to make is who did you want to be when you grew up, not anyone else, just you… the true you- my brother knew the true me.

Questions are about the search for truth in others in addition to learning about ourselves.

So who did you really want to be when you grew up- I mean the real you- a farmer, drummer, cowboy, etc...





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Saturdays Favorite Movie Moment: Turner And Hooch (and sort of a review)

Happy Saturday~ This Saturdays favorite movie moment is from the hilarious film, Turner And Hooch. Turner and Hooch hit theaters in 1989 starring Tom Hanks, Hooch, and Mare Winningham. The film is about the friendship that develops between a Detective and his only witness to a crime- the victims dog- who has the worst manners of any dog in history.

Ordinarily, Hooch's lack of obedience training would have been the least of Detective Scott Turners (Hanks character) concerns, except since the murder the two crime fighters are forced to become roommates, although at least they're after the same bad guy.

This clip is Turner's way of encouraging Hooch to stay in his "room" at night- because his refusal to do so is causing...well, a few problems in Turner's personal and professional life.

It's an oldie but goodie, and one of A Nice Place In The Sun's (me) favorite movie moments~ (same as every movie moment on Saturday)

Thank you for watching and reading~

And have a happy, crazy, zany, and fun Saturday and week-end~

Silly note:

I'm going to sing in the car today while I run errands- So if you're out and about singing in your car, chances are we may be singing the same song at the same time, or at least having fun at the same time, or singing a different song at the same time...

I'll be in my car in about an hour, but it could be anytime of the day- Therefore, leave a comment and let me know if you sang in the car today and about what time of the day it was, like morning, noon, or afternoon. Maybe we will have been singing at the same time. Wouldn't that be cool? :))

Anyway, enjoy the clip~ And happy singing~ :)

Readers Comment On Sleepless Nights

(I didn't know how I was going to live")


This weeks Tuesday's Question was How long Have You Been Without Sleep, And What Were The Consequences?


Because often a night without sleep can make your brain feel dreadful- totally fried- I haven't been sleeping much lately, so a fried egg felt like the perfect metaphor commonly used when one feels burnt out-

Hence, in my Tuesday's Question post I give a few examples of consequences, (By the way, I apologize for use of the word consequence. I don't like it anymore-) you can get into when you haven't had enough sleep... and I posted some links of posts I've written about my after effects of insomnia- one of which I linked here because I couldn't find it when I was in the frying pan. And if it hadn't been for Sandee at Comedy Plus, I still wouldn't know where it is- so thank you again Sandee.

Moving on, as I mentioned I personified myself as a fried egg because I felt so much like one from the lack of sleep... Therefore here is what I wrote about the new predicament I was in due to insomnia at the end of Tuesday's Questions post.

The first image at the top of the post is my egg self falling asleep, followed by what is happening here at the end of the post: (I didn't think I was going to make it this time)

"And I guess you've figured out that this is a consequence of another sleepless night, but I can't wait to hear your comments.

That is, if I make it out of this frying pan, and I'm not sure that's going to happen...What if I don't live through this experience and I can't write about anything anymore? I need to slow down and try to get more sleep- Because you know the saying; "If you can't stand the heat get out of the frying pan, or away from the fire, or...oh... I can't remember, I mean after all I'm in a skillet...

Does anyone have a spatula? "




Right after I pushed the publish button I slide through the butter and over the side of the skillet, and as you can see, I ran as fast as I could...but that big piece of iron chased me- However, because of the crack on my shell and all the butter on the counter, the skillet slipped off the side and hit the floor resembling the sound of a...well, iron skillet hitting the floor.

Whew! It was a close one and one of the hardest times I've had after not getting enough sleep...

( You know I'm going to go off topic here and mention that this skillets face looks like my gym teacher in Junior High Schools face used to look when we started class- I think it has something to do with it's attitude. )



Well now I'm a happy rested egg, and lucky, because if I had reacted like many of my fellow bloggers from lack of sleep things may have turned out differently- that is being an egg and all-

For instance, if I were Speedy from Speedcat Hollydale Page I would have been an egg "walking" in my sleep, or I would have totally missed the skillet and splattered on the floor if I had been Sandee at Comedy Plus, or I would have had "cranky, tense, forgetful, headaches etc... " like JaniceNW at Twist & Skewer and The Blue Ribbon Bloggers.

(Please bear with my wordy fragmented sentence...)

Because I don't want to forget- Anyway the Cincinnati Home Builders agreed that forgetting things was usually the biggest consequence and didn't seem bothered by my use of the word consequence as much as I was... But, on the flip side, I could have thought like Mauniejames3's from (Blue Ribbon Bloggers) husband who said that he "can fall asleep taking off his socks..he says its from being a good person who would never harm anyone.."



Or I could have been in what Robert from From The Roads said; "Now your in my wheel house..being an ex long haul trucker...longest I went 49 hours.. "

And I the way Dawn from Twisted Sister described herself after she is exhausted would have been a bad thing for an egg - "As a seasoned insomniac I can tell you that after 24 hours I am dizzy, nauseous and nasty!"

(Golly, an egg would be make itself nauseous after staying out and about a few days...)



Finally, I'm going to remember what Lady Banana wrote- Because I don't want to turn into a fried egg again- she wrote that she will "feel unwell if I decide to even stay up a bit late!"


And now for the best and most entertaining part of Tuesday's Question: The readers comments along with a link to their blogs. This is the first time I've included some of your words in my post. I just wanted to spice things up a bit and give you an extra and different url since I haven't posted the question in awhile.

Have fun and read on...



My first comment is from Speedy from Speedcat Hollydale Page

I am one of those people that will fall asleep while "walking" if I go more than 36 hours without sleep. I can't do it!
After about 24 hrs being awake, I start to get really foggy, and forgetful. Nothing like a good night of restful sleep!

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Then Cincinnati Home Builders

I too is having that can kind of day when i don't have a sleep.
Forgetting things that are important is usually the consequences

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And Janice at Blue Ribbon Bloggers
and Twist & Skewer

Hmmmm, can the dead read?

I get cranky, tense, forgetful, headaches etc. I am lots of issues with sleep so I take some sleep meds to help because I simply cannot function w/o some sleep. I envy anyone who can just fall asleep. Lack of sleep is very common of women in their late 30's and up (perimenopause/menopause) and to be frank hormonal surges etc suck!!

I tend to take naps right niw because I can and with nap or not I still cannot fall asleep before midnight, 1am.

Back in college I could pull an all nighter once a quarter and be okay............getting old isn't as fun as I'd thought it would be. Snicker.

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One of my most loyal readers and friends Sandee from Comedy Plus
stated:

(And here's proof)


I think the post you are looking for is titled: Shh...Don't Wake Her!. You certainly have had a time of it. You just need to quit doing so much and get some sleep.

The phrase is if you can't stand the heat get out of the kitchen.

Big hug honey. Just get some rest. Okay? :)

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Here's Sandee again after she realized this post was Tuesday's Question. :)

I totally missed the question. Really. I totally missed the question. It was in the title and I didn't really look at that. Bwahahahahahahaha. Where's my prozac? :)

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And here's my another dear friend and Tuesday's Question supporter, Dawn from Twisted Sister

(Here is proof of her support also)

I agree with Sandee... "You just need to quit doing so much and get some sleep."

As a seasoned insomniac I can tell you that after 24 hours I am dizzy, nauseous and nasty!

Get some rest Ann :)
{{{HUGS}}}

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Mauniejames3 from The Blue Ribbon Bloggers

Hi Ann..I lost three nights sleep in a row when my cousin Laurea died on March 17...I then was afraid to even lay down so I tended to post all night and leave messages...wish I could take some of them back...also I took hubbys car to go grocery shopping (even though it was only a few blocks away from the house) when I came out I was sure my car was stolen..I looked for my cell...left that at home..I started walking home with a grocery cart..looking like a frazzled homeless person...when I got home hubby took all the keys...I finally got meds, like Janice..and I have to use them every night..I have friends who only take them when needed...I think I need them every day...good luck with your good nights sleep..
really go see a doctor....hubby can fall asleep taking off his socks..he says its from being a good person who would never harm anyone...I may kill him in his sleep...

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Lady Banana from Lady Banana said;

I used to be able to cope with a lot longer periods without sleep, now I really feel unwell if I decide to even stay up a bit late!

I read the ASS U ME in a Stephen King book and never forgot it!

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And last but not least, another Tuesday's Question regular, Robert at From The Roads

Now your in my wheel house..being an ex long haul trucker...longest I went 49 hours...drove from Toronto to Las Vegas...you go through several stages repeated..ranging from dead drowsey..to almost a high the longer you go the shorter the cycles..

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Well, that's it~ Thanks to all of you who participated, and I hope to see you next week for another Tuesday's Question~


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