Would You Rather

(This is a post I wrote awhile back and didn’t post. The weather lately of snow and mud has prompted it’s publishing.)

It’s been awhile since we’ve played some Would You Rather around here because we’ve been working on 20 Questions in the car instead, but E had one for me awhile back and it led to a fun discussion!

We were having an adventure day heading from Target to the most wonderful gluten free bakery when I hear

Courtahney? Would you rather play in the snow or the mud?

Hmm, E. I have to think about that! Mud is messy but it’s warmer. Snow is fun, but cold! And it’s fun to have snowball fights.

I asked her which she would rather do.

She told me she’d rather play in the mud because it was squishier but the snow wasn’t as dirty and you can’t eat dirty snow, right Courthahney? And we don’t throw mud at people.

That’s right, kiddo. Don’t eat the dirty snow or throw mud.

It’s always fun to see the thought process of the little ones, where the path leads, and how they’re making sense of the world.

So, what would you rather do? Play in the warm squishy mud or the cold clean snow?

Would you rather?

In case you need a visual of me rolling my eyes.
I’m guessing you don’t.

Recently, I rolled my eyes so hard I hurt myself. I may have seen the back of my eye sockets. The verdict is still out on that one.

Yes, my inner 12 year old came out in a moment of whatthefuckery, but it was seriously ridiculous.

20 minutes later I was told I’m an old fuddy duddy because I told someone that while their idea sounded fun, it wasn’t something I could see myself doing. While I’m far from risk averse, it sounded too dangerous.

But I don’t want to be a fuddy duddy! Harumph..nor do I think I want to see much of my 12 year old self.

While rolling one’s eyes is rarely the correct response as an adult, if they can’t see your face, does it matter?

I’m pleased I don’t have to choose one or the other. I can be delightfully me, somewhere in between. (I really do keep the eye rolling to a minimum these days, I promise.)

But if you did have to choose – your very “best” tween self or a fuddy duddy for the rest of your life, what would you choose? Remember, fuddy duddies are no fun, but tweens…well, I’m not sure how to finish that statement.

 

Would you rather?

Prepping for last year’s big show.

Today was the last in the string of presentations I did across the state. I had to reshuffle my materials so the other presenters had more time so I felt a little off, but I think it was okay.

Whatever it was, it’s over now!

When I spoke with our sponsor’s representative yesterday, she made a comment that she didn’t know how I could get up and talk in front of people. She was so scared to intro her video.

I don’t know, I just do. I’ve never had a problem with public speaking, unless you count the time in 10th grade I passed out in Kevin’s classroom. I don’t count it because it wasn’t about presenting, it was PCOS messing with me. We just didn’t know it yet.

Broski used to tell people my primary degree is in Talking and Arguing and I’d been working on it my whole life. It’s in Communication and Rhetoric so he’s not far off, I suppose. What can I say? They were mostly fun classes! A little natural inclination and a lot of practice goes a loooong way.

But, I’d like to ask those of you who don’t like or are terrified of public speaking…

Which fear would you face rather than to do some public speaking?

Would You Rather

It’s been awhile since we’ve played some Would You Rather around here, but N hit me with a good one the other night on the way home from Nik’s parents.

Hey Court? Would you rather only be able to shop at Hobby Lobby and be able to buy a lot of different kinds of things, OR only shop at Michael’s and not have access to new fun fabrics?

Jeesh kid. You know how to hit with those questions! She knows I have a love hate relationship with Hobby Lobby and only shop there when I absolutely have to do so. (Supply emergency for commissioned piece with a quick turn around, a very specific item, etc.)

They have some amazing supplies and materials to work with, but the owners are jackholes and we don’t like jackholes. (We’ve talked some about how they don’t support equal rights and try to make others live by their beliefs even if they don’t believe the same thing.)

She also knows that Michael’s can be limiting because they don’t have fabric.

I asked if I could just shop at Joann’s because although they don’t have some of the best supplies, they have a varied assortment, ran good sales, and I can make it work. Unfortunately, she is a rule follower and said I had to choose from the options.

Darn rules.

I decided that I’d have to go with Michael’s and source fabric only from reuse and upcycling. (She did say I could dye/paint my own fabric from sheets etc. but I wasn’t allowed to buy fabric from the internet or Walmart. Fair enough.)

I asked which she would do and she said she liked my reasoning and the reuse and upcycling would be good for recycling too.

How about you? Michael’s or Hobby Lobby? If you’re not a crafter you can think of it as “Limited supply” or “Against my political/personal beliefs”?

For what it’s worth, in this particular area, Hobby Lobby has done “some” good. They took up a decently sized storefront which had been empty for years, employ a pretty decent number of people, and seem to be following the EEOC rules. I still donate in the owner’s name to organizations they don’t support when I shop there.

Would You Rather

A couple of weeks ago, N, E, and I were listening to one of the Brain’s On podcasts I’d downloaded for them in an effort not to have to listen to Frozen ALL THE TIME.

It’s worked a bit. (YAY!)

The podcast was about how dinosaurs weren’t supersized, everything is just smaller now. I asked the kiddos, “Would you rather be the biggest, toughest dinosaur, but have itty bitty arms so you can’t easily reach your food? or Would you rather be closer to your food but you’re running away from bigger dinosaurs a lot?”

Since then, we’ve asked each other a lot of Would You Rather questions. N gets it and we have sometimes interesting conversations about the why behind what she chooses.  E sometimes gets it or throws us a curveball answer, like PINK! in reply to a question about dinosaurs. Hey, she’s four, she can be PINK! if she wants. Why not?

While we were waiting for softball practice last week, N asked if I’d rather live in a field of hay or gluten for the rest of my life. She knows I can’t eat gluten and I’m allergic to hay.

(I said field of gluten if you’re wondering. I hope she’s not plotting my demise…)

I thought it would be fun to ask some Would You Rather questions!

• Would you rather get stung by a bee or a hornet?
• Would you rather be the biggest, toughest dinosaur, but have itty bitty arms so you can’t easily reach your food or be able to your food but have to run away from other dinosaurs?
• Would you rather give up chocolate or coffee for the rest of your life?

I can’t wait to hear your answers. If you’re wondering, N decided she would rather be the fiercest dinosaur of them all and I said I’d rather be able to eat. When N told E she had to pick one of the dinosaurs, said she wanted to be a Bunny.