Kiddo asked me the following 5 questions. It's a new blog thing people are doing so here goes:

Who did you want to be when you were little & why?
I wanted to be Cher because she had all of these great outfits, long beautiful hair, and she was supposed to be part American Indian and I thought that was exotic. Oh and she had her own TV show.

What is your idea of a fun Friday night?
This one is easy. Me and Twinkie (and all the rest of the rag-tag gang) heading to the local redneck bar to drink, people watch and belt-out some great karaoke tunes.

The best nights are when Twinkie plans to drink heavily (most of the time I am the designated driver) and some toothless redneck tries to pick us up. It's pure comedy to watch us in action.

When was the last time you were on a rollercoaster?
It was either the wooden coaster at Cedar Point or the Beast at Kings Island. Either way, it would have been in the mid-'90s. Bit-o-trivia: I never ride anything that goes upside down.

Where did you grow up?
Louisville, Kentucky

How did you meet your husband?
I could just say "in a bar" but I will give you the long colorful version...

I had been single for about 7 months (from husband #2) and had sworn off relationships forever. An old high-school boyfriend had the hots for one of my friends and asked us to hang out with him and his friends at a small redneck bar.

The place was packed and my husband had stopped off on his way home from his new job. He had been out of work for the past year due to a serious illness and he was just starting life over in Louisville.

He was sitting at the bar with another regular, checking out some of my friends and out of the blue I came dancing around the bar, smoking a big fat cigar, being the life of the party. He claims it was love at first sight. Unfortunately, my friend Sarah kept giving anyone that looked at us the evil eye so he left without approaching us. I had noticed him too; he was the only person in the redneck dive with a coat and tie on, so he stuck out.

I met someone else that night and agreed to meet him at the bar the next night. My "date" was late so I sat at the bar talking to a toothless bar fly named PJ. Mark decided to stop in again to see if I was there. He walked in, sat down beside me and PJ introduced us.

My date finally showed up, but Mark stayed close by. Halfway through the night I found out that the "date" was married and I whispered to Mark that I did not date married men, but not to let the guy know.

Mark and the "date" spent the night trying to out spend each other to impress me. Needless to say, I had way too many Jack on the Rocks and was drunk, drunk, drunk.

At closing time (4 am) the date offered to let me sleep on his couch. I said "I'm sure your wife would like that." He said, "Oh she is out of town but I promise nothing will happen, you can just sleep."

Mark responded, "That's the worst closing line I've ever heard." I laughed so hard that the "date" stood up and left. Then Mark said, "I will drive you home in your car and take a taxi back so you don't have to drive." That's when my old boyfriend dangled my car keys and said, "that's okay buddy we have it handled."

When we were walking out Mark asked me if I would meet him the next weekend for a drink. I lied and said yes, at the time I had no intention of meeting him.

All week my friends kept telling me I should meet Mark for the drink; they said he seemed nice. The last thing I wanted was a nice guy who wanted a relationship.

But my friend and I did go to the bar and Mark walked in soon after I did. I spent the entire night telling him that I didn't want a relationship. We had a pleasant evening and then he walked me to the car. It was lightly raining and he leaned in and kissed me. We stood in the rain kissing for about 45 minutes until my friend said she was leaving without me.

Mark offered to drive me home, I invited him in for a drink and, well...He never left. In fact, we have only been apart for two nights in the past 7 ½ years. We got married 10 months after we first met, the wedding was at the redneck karaoke bar.

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