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If you had a freeway billboard, what would it say? PULL YOUR HEAD OUT OF YOUR ASS…. society is dying.
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Have you ever performed on stage or given a speech? I danced from age 2-16. Ballet, tap, jazz, clogging, gymnastics, baton, and hip hop. Every year there was a recital on stage. My son was Boy of the Year for the Leukemia and lymphoma society in 2020. And I was asked to share our story…
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What are your favorite physical activities or exercises? Skating and derby. My absolute favorite. Clears my mind. Feeds my needs. Allows for anger release. Hip checks and shoulder hits on the track. Then laughs and bff’s later at the bar. ❤️
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Are you more of a night or morning person? It really depends on how much sleep I’ve been getting. My insomnia was terrible growing up and I was forever a night dweller. Then I had kids and one of them has trouble sleeping, even at 9 years old. He has Down syndrome and Autism/ADHD and…
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What are your feelings about eating meat? I go back and forth eating meat. Pork, beef, turkey, chicken and “impossible” meats. But I think a lot of it has to do with how I grew up. What was available to eat and what influenced the food we had at home. Then I became aware of…
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If you didn’t need sleep, what would you do with all the extra time? Considering I get (on average) 4-5 hours a night, I would probably spend it napping.
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Name your top three pet peeves. People chewing their food loudly. My dog licking herself. People not watching their kids in public.
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Do you trust your instincts? But sometimes I wait until it’s squeezing me to death before I give into it because I worry about being wrong. So, I guess I do , but What If?? My body won’t let it go. My internal bells and whistles will continue to blare until I blurt out my…
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What’s your favorite month of the year? Why? My birthday month. One day where I can let myself not feel like I’m failing at everything…..because “Look, I’m still alive!”
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If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be? At the intersection of wind and hail Just below the suns surface, enough to melt my fears In ripples so big on a glistening lake, where fish are now my friends. Underneath the rubble of what once was truth, and how we grew…
The strange mom 