My Way

     So today's my birthday.
                 
     Not too bad of a day. Becki took Bill to Wound Care this morning so I slept in. It was welcome. But then again I'm going to get spoiled. My SIL, D, took Bill in for his IV yesterday because we had a flat tire. (It took Ed all day to get the tire off because the mechanics at the place where we bought the the tires put them on with an air gun.)
     Okay so back to my birthday. Becki decided that she should pop for lunch as a birthday gift, but we didn't have much time because Bill was due for his IV. So we went to Johnny's Wee-Nee Wagon and ordered it to go. Bill ate as we drove. We dropped him off, and believe it or not, we spent the next two hours sitting in the car, eating and just being silly. It doesn't sound like fun, it's just that we refused to let it be otherwise.
     After that, I took a nap and Becki went to work.
     Then I made this huge dinner; pot roast, Rice-a-Roni and canned corn. Okay, I like fresh corn better, but I love pot roast and Rice-a-Roni. The kids ate else where, as it seems I'm the only person in the house who likes pot roast and Rice-a-Roni. (Usually I make pot roast with potatoes, carrots, onion and celery.)
     They brought home a gift, and wished me a happy birthday. They pooled their funds and bought me a freezer, 1/2 size, just what I've always wanted. I mean it, too.  Then Jon and Gloria went out. We shared my birthday cake with Bill, (I gave him a tiny taste), Becki and Matt, Jen's little brother.

     Okay, away from me..... About my son, my eldest, my clone: Tuesday was his last day at work. His boss took him out for a few drinks. That made Ed happy, more so because he only paid for two drinks. His boss paid for the rest.
     This had me worried. Ed misplaced his cell phone, so I couldn't call himto find out where he was. I never thought of calling the boss's cell phone. At 8PM I was wondering if they went out. By midnight I was wondering if Ed got rolled. I figured I'd hear from either the Chicago cops or the Bedford Park cops. I thought for sure he was laying in a gutter somewhere out by Midway Airport.
     Anyway, it was around 1AM when a car pulled in our driverway. It was the boss dropping Ed off. When Becki saw them, she went outside, only to have the boss sling Ed over her shoulder. When the boss said, "Hi, Becki," she freaked.
      Why does this guy know her? "He's my boss," Ed told her. That was the last thing he said that night. Ed worked there for 5 years. I'm sure he told his friends about each of us.
     Becki took Ed inside, and placed him on the toilet. A while later, she had to wake him to get him out of the bathroom. "Ed made a mess in there," she said. She even brought him the bucket and put it next to his bed, just in case.
     "I don't do drunks," I told her. "He can clean up his own mess."
     Anyway, he slept through the night without anymore incidents, and got up early to take a shower. When I got up later, he pulled me aside. "Ah, Mom. I think there's a problem with the cats. They threw up all over the bathtub"
     "Ah, Ed. It wasn't the cats."
     "I made that mess? But there was a hair ball in it."
     "Uh huh. Not only can't you remember getting sick, you can't remember whose ass you licked neither. Come on, Hairball, you got to change the tire on the van so Dad can get to the doctor."
     Poor kid has been going around for two days with a new handle. Poor kid, my ass. Drink that much you get what you deserve. Long story short, the boss waited until Ed got so drunk, and then asked him to finish out the week again. So that's what Ed did on my birthday. He worked, and I can't stay up too long because he's working tomorrow, too. Ed has to get up at 4:30 so he can be in at 6AM, to a job he doesn't have anymore.

     So here's a photo I just downloaded that Ed took. Too weird to be anyoneelse.   
                              

     That's Pizza, by the way. Jon tells me she's done it to him, too.

     Heard a great story the other day. Two former crack heads take their young families to the zoo to enjoy the day. They're doing anything to keep their minds off of the junk that enticed them into a world of hell. Anyway, one friend is black and the other is white. They bring their families into this alcove beneath the whale enclosure where they can watch the whales swim under water. Great sight usually. That is until the white guy freaks out. He thinks the whale is coming his way. Right through the glass. Right after him. Going to get him! He hurries away from his family, up the stairs and out into the daylight. The black guys sees this and knows what's happening. "Hey, Joe, wait! It's okay! Honest! Joe!" Joe runs and his friend chases.
     Next thing they hear is a woman screaming. "Police! Police! There's a black guy chasing a white guy! He's going to get robbed! Get him!"

               

     Meet Superbaby. That's Becki, Jen and Matt, too.





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     Karen from KBear's Heart  sent me this. Do you remember? Have a laugh!



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     Thank God we have a break in the weather. It hasn't been bad in that regard. This year has been wet. Very, very wet. But our hottest days thus far, and there haven't been many of them, have been in the lower 90's. We usually have at least a couple of days in the 100's. Mostly it's been in the 70's and 80's. Except for the rain, there has been little to complain about. But what is an occasional flood or two between friends?
     Just wanted to share an update here. Ed attended the midnight showing of Dark Knight on Thursday. He loved it, big time. "Better than the first," he said, and better than most of the other movies he's seen. Heath Ledger deserves the Oscar.
     He made it home after 3 and had to be up by 5. The alarm went off and I tried to wake him up. I couldn't get a reaction out of him as I stood over him and screamed, "ED, UP!" When I saw Bubba outside, I slipped into the bedroom, figuring either Bubba would deal with him, or I'd call him in at 8. I reset the clock. To my surprise, when it went off at 8, Ed was no where around. I have no idea how he made it through the day. I just kept praying that he'd make it through safely. We had several doctors' appointment Friday afternoon. We made it home in the early evening, and there he was on the sofa, sound asleep. I was relieved. I thought for sure he was in some bar around Midway Airport, with his head down on the bar, snoring loud enough to drown out the jet engines overhead.
     Jon and friends, some of the same, went to see Dark Knight on Friday. He tried to get Ed up, but couldn't. Jon enjoyed it as much as Ed.
     Ed said they threw him a party on Friday afternoon at work. They stopped work for a full half hour. They were going to go to a bar, like I said, but thankfully it didn't happen. His last day is tomorrow. Today his boss stopped him as he was leaving. He said, "Hey, Ed, I know you have plans Wednesday, but if you aren't busy, you can finish off the week?" Wednesday he has to go to school and register. (THANK YOU, DEAR LORD, FOR ANSWERING MY PRAYERS!) Anyway, Ed wasn't interested in finishing out the week, but he was happy his boss asked him to.
     I know I mentioned that Ed and Sam planned to take up running. Sam wanted to research it, and do it right. They went out and bought a running wardrobe first. Then Sam got books and videos, which they watched. Then Sam got a new job and forget about running. So Ed organized his other friends. He and Ed D. have been running. They've invited others. One day they Gloria and Pele joined them. My Ed thinks that if they keep together, that they might attract a group of people.
     So, let me brag about my other future college student. Guess what I caught Becki doing this morning. To my utter surprise, she was filling out applications for scholarships online.
     She worked all weekend. Friday she was scheduled at both Osco and the music venue. She decided to call off the music venue because it's always Osco she calls off first.
     And then Saturday was hell. I had to take Bill to Hinsdale for his IV. Every other weekend he moves there for two days. Now I hate to drive, and Hinsdale from here has to be at least 30 or forty miles. And it was raining again.
     While we were gone Becki took Jon's car out to Tinley Park. She had to start work at 10:30AM at the music venue. It was some kind of rap festival. Bill made her promise she'd call when she got there so we would know she was safe. And she did. But we didn't hear from her again until I texted her at 11:30 at night. "Where are you? What are you doing?" She came back almost immediately. "I'm still at work. We've fallen behind."
     It was nearly 1AM by the time she made it home. She was in tears when she walked through the door. Her feet hurt and she hadn't eaten since before she left home. And her legs burned. When she pulled up her pants' legs, they were beet red. She said that she got splashed over and over with beer, and apparently she's allergic. And God help her, rap sucks. My response was simply, "Becki, please, don't take this job again next summer." She'll be 18 next year. I haven't been able to control her work activities yet. I doubt she'll listen to me next year.
      Anyway, the next morning she got up, her feet still hurt. But she had to be into Osco by 2, and home by 8. She was so happy to have today off.
     Did I mention that Jen had her baby? They named him Alexander Kil-leel. The middle name comes from the Superman Comics. Kil-leel is Superman's name in Kripton. No idea if I spelled that right. Anyway, Becki has been over there visiting every night that she's not working. This is her Godson. I told her, "If Alex is your Godson, then he's my Grand-Godson."
     My birthday is Thursday. Jon begged me not to celebrate until Friday when he's off. That's fine with me. Also, Gloria is having relations in from out of town. They're going out to dinner on Friday evening. Jon wants us to meet them there, where we will celebrate my birthday, and meet Gloria's family. Except for Bill's illness, it surprises me we haven't met them earlier. Jon said last week that he's afraid that Gloria's Mom and I won't get along. Apparently we're too much alike. I told him, "You never know. We might find something in common and hit it off."
     So I bought myself several movies and books from Barnes and Nobel dot com as a birthday present. I ordered two nonfictions books that were on clearance. One is about a ship wreck and another is about the desk that JFK used in the White House. I also picked up a bunch of John Wayne movies. I ordered Horse Soldiers, Allegheny Uprising, She Wore a Yellow Ribbon, Fort Apache and Bringing Up Baby with Katherine Hepburn and Cary Grant. I also ordered Jon The Odd Couple and Some Like it Hot. It looks like we'll both be busy this month.
     Okay, one last thing. There is this program on PBS about restaurants in the Chicago area. It's called Check Please. Residents recommend their favorite restaurants. Each week three people are chosen to talk about their choices on TV. They also visit favorite restaurants recommended by the other guests. Anyway, after our Mother's Day visit to Tenochitlan, I figured I'd try it again, and if I still liked it, I'd recommend it to Check Please. Which I did. I love this place. It's the best Mexican I've ever eaten.
     The email recommendation form requires you to name three restaurants altogether. So I recommended a Chinese carryout and a hot dog stand in Markam. To my surprise, I got a call from the producers of Check Please. They wanted to know about the hot dog stand. After discussing the place with this man, he asked me to send him a photo of myself. If they decide to use this place they will call me, and I will be on TV.
     Bill is excited, but not sure if he's up to visiting restaurants that might be located in the far north suburbs, or even take me to the TV station to talk about it. So I called my SIL, D. I explained the situation to her and asked her to join me if they call. "I love that show! That sounds like fun!" So maybe Bill will be feeling better, and we can take C. and D. with us, and maybe some of the kids would like to go, and we can enjoy two new restaurants. Now that sounds like fun.


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Sunday Seven - Episode 150

     Here’s a list of Top 20 Movie Endings, as compiled by UK’s Times Online.

THIS WEEK’S QUESTION:
      Name your seven favorite movie endings.

     1. The Quiet Man - John Wayne and Victor McLaughlin give in a fight, the greatest fist fight ever filmed, and wind up friends.

     2. Okay there's three films that I can think of and possibly hundreds with this ending. The Fighting 69th, Angel's with Dirty Faces and In Harm's Way. The worst piece of crap imaginable overcomes his cowardice, and gives his life to save his buddies.

    3. Chicago - I love the tap dance leading up to the closing statement. And I love how Roxy and Velma decide to team up.

     4. The Sixth Sense - I cried through this one. When the Haley Joel Osmint finally tells his mother why things are missing in their home, and that grandma is communicating through him, and she believes him. Better yet is the shock the viewer gets when he/she realizes, just like Bruce Willis, that he's dead.

     5. Mary Poppins - I love when all the issues in the Banks' household are overcome and Mary Poppins just floats away unnoticedbecause parents and children are busy together.

     6. The Green Mile - I love the ending here because the one in the book stunk. It's like the person who wrote the movie corrected Stephen King's mistakes.

     7. Finally, the greatest movie ever made - Casablanca - Louie finds his nuts when he lies about Rick killing off the German officer. "Round up the usual suspects," he says. And as Louie and Rick leave the airport together, in the rain, with Rick puffing on his cigarette, he says, "This could be the start of a beautiful friendship."

     I love old movies!

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     I've seen this around before. I picked it up from Marti at Porch Stories. Try it. It's a little more interesting than the norm.

     If you came to my house… 

     I’d probably feed you:  Grilled on the Webber, a variety of sausages, burgers, chicken wings, and summer salads.

     And offer you this to drink:  Pepsi, tea, coffee, beer and wine coolers.

     I’d undoubtedly ask if you’d read:  Murder in the White City by Erick Larson, especially if you're from Chicago. It's about the Chicago Columbian Exhibition in 1893 and the serial killer H.H.Holmes.

     I’d want to play this music for you: First and foremost, The Beatles. Then a variety of oldies like Joe Cocker, Fleetwood Mac, Elton John, Carly Simon, Carol King, Ray Charles and a lot others.

     I’d want to tell you about: Politics, religion, books, and all those things you aren't suppose to talk about in polite company.

     I’d probably suggest a game of: Poker

     I would definitely show off: Bill's guinea pig, Lefty; the dog; the cats and my Judith Heartsong painting.

     I might get on the computer and show you: Travian. Ed has me addicted.  

     If it was a long enough visit, we might watch: Movies. Jon and I are collecting old movies.

 

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Saturday Six - Episode 222

     1. You decide to start a new exercise program. Without having a workout partner to help you, how likely are you to follow the plan religiously? 

     If I start a program, I will stick to it for a couple of months. Last time I forced myself to quit because it wasn't taking any weight off, nor did I have time to spend with my family.

     2. Who was usually the first one to say, “I love you” in your past relationships: you or your partner?

     My partner. I don't believe in saying it if I don't feel it.

     3. If you decided you wanted to date someone, what would the primary test you’d give to see whether your “intended” had commitment issues?

    Sex. How important is it over everything else? And does he role over and go to sleep without holding me? I'm also not likely to give out quickly.

     4. Take the quiz: Are you afraid of commitment?

    

You Are A Little Scared of Commitment

You're open to getting serious with someone... though you can't entirely imagine it. Maybe you haven't met the right person. Maybe you haven't gotten to the right point in your life. Your reaction to commitment is very normal - especially if you're young or have been burned before. Give it time. You'll probably be ready for a serious relationship sooner than you think.

     5. Do you find yourself faster or slower to commit to a presidential candidate now versus previous elections?

     I usually decide quickly. I'll form a gut reaction, although I have been known to change my mind as I see someone's character or as issues becomes clearer. Usually with a presidential candidate I'm finding myself voting against someone rather than for someone. .

     6. You see something in a store that you really, really want. Once you decide that you’re actually going to buy it, how easy would it be to talk yourself out of your commitment to buy it?

     I've been known to do that. I've never had much money, so when I do see something I want, I will balance the decision to purchase it against how much I really need it.

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     Because I am a Republican election judge, I receive a lot of emails, snail mail, and phone calls from the Republican party. I guess that's part of the job. Let me clarify though, I accepted the job because election judges have to declare a party, and this is the one that asked me first. I will do my job no matter which party I represent because that's the right thing to do. And they both pay the same amount for the same job.
     Long story, short; this is an email I received today:

Dear Judith:

I wanted to send you a quick email about the latest outrageous action by Nancy Pelosi and the Democrat leadership in Congress.  

When Americans are canceling vacations because gasoline is over $4.00 per gallon, Democrats plan to adjourn work for a month-long vacation the first of August WITHOUT holding a vote to drill for American oil.

This is inexcusable.

I know you’ll agree with me that there should be no recess without voting on legislation that can help lower gas prices.

No wonder the new Gallup Poll this week that shows Congress’s approval rating has slipped to an all-time low of 14%. It’s not hard to figure out why.

The Democrat Majority in Congress is putting their extremist ideology ahead of common-sense solutions to bring down the price of gas and reduce our dependence on foreign energy sources in unstable regimes.

If you are as outraged as I am, I need you to do 2 things:

1. Send a strong message to Pelosi and the Democrat majority to vote now. Sign our online petition demanding Congress take immediate action to lower gas prices before taking their vacation. You can sign the petition by clicking on the following link --
   http://www.nrcc.org/actioncenter/default.asp?ID=288
   

2. Help us spread the word by forwarding this email to your email list!
   

I hope you join our efforts to force the Democrat leadership to vote and lower gas prices today!

Sincerely,

      Yes, I am outraged about this situation. But not because you people want to tear up our nature reserves, or pollute the coast lines. I'm angry because you are once again pandering to the oil companies. Give them the land they want, and they won't use it. They still have undrilled land that was given to them for this purpose years ago. During the '70's they took wells that were already operating and capped them. They said then they made bigger profits by importing oil.
     This argument makes me angry because if they were to drill new wells, it would be ten years before oil was produced and into the system. Next thing you know you'll be trying to give them more tax breaks. To do what? Help them find alternatives? Right.
     Do I want to tell Nancy Pelosi something? Hell, yes. Hold tight. Do not give in. Do not give up on our animal reserves. Give us the legislation that would enable us to develop alternative fuel, i.e. windmills, solar panels, etc. Allow us to look for new technology. And please do not let them build anymore nuclear plants.
     In this area in the late '70's Commonwealth Edison insisted that they needed more, more, more nuclear plants. Once they charged us for building them, and once they were up, Edison decided they built too many. Next thing you know we had big, beautiful empty plants.
     Common sense? Bite the bullet now. Find an alternative to non renewable fuels that pollute our atmosphere so we don't have to face this again.
     Look at China. In order to clean the air in and around Beijing, residents are not allowed to drive in the area until after the Olympics are over.
     Another thing? My confidence in Congress is way down, but not because of the Democrats. Because both parties refuse to work together.
     What amazes me is that the people who are pushing this backwards, pandering policy must think that the American people are too stupid to see what they are doing. And there are Americans who do buy into this.
 
               


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     Okay, move over. I'm dragging the soapbox out again.
     I've had it listening to these idiots who are still trying to figure out what happened to the economy, and I've heard others lately tell us, the American people, just how good we have it. And who was that idiot who McKane turned to for economic advice? He said we're spoiled. We're whiners. This is a mental recession. But then IndyMac, Fanny May and Freddie Mac run into trouble. There are experts showing up on all the TV channels saying that there were years when more banks failed than will this year. It isn't that bad. Don't pull these banks out, some say, because it rewards bad business men. And the depositors won't lose money because accounts insured by the Federal Deposit Insurance Corp. Depositors will receive everything up to the first $100,000. I wonder how long that will take. I won't attempt to offer an opinion on whether we should reward bad business men, or what it will do to honest, hardworking Americans who trust bad banks to handle their meager deposits.
     What got to me was listening to one of the so called experts discussing how this recession will not be as difficult as the one in 1980. It will bottom out soon and we'll be back on our feet in no time.
     I remember 1980 very well.
     *Bill was a truck driver making $15 an hour, and I was a secretary making $8 an hour. Bill was a Teamster. Cross the Union and companies were inviting a war. Unions were very powerful.
     *We both had guaranteed annual pay hikes, health insurance, pension plans, and profit sharing through our employers.
     *The minimum wage then was $4.25 an hour.
     *We bought a brand spanking new Oldsmobile Cutless Brougham. It was the top of the line and it cost $9,000.
     *My car payment came to $258, and my mortgage was $427 a month. Gas was less than $1.50 a gallon, and I remember thinking how horrible that was. Interest rates on homes were 16%, which is horrible, but interest on credit cards was less than 20%. I had a ton of credit cards and I paid each off as I used it. Our water bill came to $30 aquarter. Our gas bill averaged $50 every 2 months. Our phone bill was under $20 a month. There was no internet, and nor did we have cell phones, or cell phone bills. For that matter cable TV was introduced two or three years later in this area. Oh, and I spent $35 a week on a carton of cigarettes.
     *I was attending school at night. That cost $40 a credit hour.
     *And besides all of that we had a few thousand in the bank, which we spent on things like vacations, a camper, a new car, an HR10.....
     *Since then the minimum has gone up to $7.50 an hour, and raises and health insurance aren't guaranteed. Profit sharing is obsolete.
     *Unions were virtually wiped out in the '80's. For that matter, my daughter is the only person in this house who belongs to a Union. She's 17.
     *She's going to school next year, and I don't want to discuss how much it will cost. She's going to swamp herself in loans before she's on her own. I was told that she could spread out payments over 15 to 25 years. That sounds more like a mortgage to me.
     *Bill's pay dropped to $8 an hour at one point. By the time he retired, he had built himself up to $12. Those $4 took seven years.
     *My son just left a job where he hadn't received a raise in at least 2 years. No one in his company had. He made $10 an hour working ridiculous hours. In 1980 my brother-in-law made $15 for the same job. He was a Teamster. My other son left a job last year where he paid out more for gasoline to get to work than he brought home.
     *New car? The newest car I've bought since 1980 was 6 years old. And don't forget that GM, Ford and Toyota are losing money.
     *Homes are being foreclosed on at a higher rate than ever before because of variable rate loans, and credit card companies are demanding up to 30% interest. My second son is paying 40% on his car loan because he has no credit and no one to cosign. His car is 4 years old.
     *Gas is over $4 a gallon and because of that, food, clothing, household goods, cars, and utilities are skyrocketing.
     *And don't forget the airlines. I met a woman at an event who works for United. She's waiting to find out if she'll be laid off in the fall. She had to take a pay cut a couple of years ago when United brought in a new CEO. He was suppose to make the business more profitable. He got a lot of money to do this. His first idea was to ask the Unions for wage cuts. When that didn't work and he was fired, he took with him a few million in cash and other types of revenue as his severance package.
     *And please don't get sick, because 40% of the people in this country do not have health insurance. For that matter, 3 hospitals have attempted to close in this area in the past year because there are more people without insurance or a way to pay for health care than ever before. I never heard of failing hospitals.
     *And pension plans? They're called 401K's, and the owners contributes to it more than their companies do. They're tied into the Stock Market. If the market goes up, great. If not, too bad. Change jobs? Move your 401K. If you are falling behind, the experts advise that you spend your savings and do not turn in your 401K.
     WHAT SAVINGS?
     I just deposited our tax refund and stimulus package in the bank. And today I paid a medical bill. When I commented how the money came from the stimulus check, the receptionist at the clinic Bill goes to for his daily I.V., she asked me if I planned to spend the rest on gas, utilities or bills. I said a little would go to each. "I can't see how this is stimulating the economy," she commented, "When all of us are paying bills with it."
     So why don't all these experts get it? It hurts like hell out here, and it isn't getting any easier.
     DAMN IT. DON'T TELL ME ABOUT GAY MARRIAGES AND ILLEGAL ALIENS. FIX THIS MESS!


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     I have to make this quick. Becky has to be to work in less than an hour, I have to pick up Bill, and I still need to shower.
     It's been a busy week. Bill was admitted into the hospital last Tuesday. As I said then, his foot had been doing so well. Then suddenly something went wrong. We're not even sure what it could be. The upshot though is that he had another infection, this time all the way to the bone. His doctor ran tests and decided that some of it could not be saved. The arteries and veins in his legs are shrinking and are riddled from the after effects of years of poorly managed diabetes. The good news is, he didn't lose his foot. They did take a toe and a metatarsal on the infected foot. Which is what we always referred to as his good foot. I guess it still is considering the other foot is missing that same toe and two metatarsals. I shouldn't joke about this. It's just that I'm relieved that we still haven't had to face losing a leg below the knee.
     I hope we don't. Bill is not the glass half full type of guy. Give him lemons, he doesn't make lemonade. He hates lemon. I always tell people that if there is such a person as a glass half full or half empty type, my cup is overflowing and his is bone dry. In other words, he a pessimist. I don't know how well he'd deal with losing a leg or foot.
     My other news is simply that Becky and I went Downtown yesterday to check out the school she wants to attend. It's the American Academy of Art. It is very small, but it's been around for quite a while. They are more concerned about students who have artist ability, and want to go into art, in her case commercial art, than they are about students who are straight A students. They offer a liberal arts degree in either commercial or fine arts. Anyway, I happy to report that she was accepted and will begin school in September 2009.
     I think I reported that Ed is going back to school. He gave notice a week ago Tuesday. This being his last Friday coming up, will be his going away party at work. They're already making silly plans. I told him that if he and Bubba get too loaded to call me for a ride. I won't mind even driving back to work to get his car Saturday morning. Especially since I'll never have to drive Ed toBedford Park again.
     At this point, Ed is sure that he might be able to get a part time job at one of his hangouts. Wish him luck there please.
     So that's it. Becky is back from running errands and will have to leave for work soon. So I'm heading for the shower. Take care, all. Catch up with you again soon.


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Saturday Six - Episode 221

     1. You order a plate of wings: what’s your first choice: mild, hot, inferno or teriyaki?

     Mild or hot.

     2. Which makes the best base for barbeque sauce: mustard, vinegar or ketchup?

     Ketchup.

     3. If you could learn the eleven herbs and spices used in Kentucky Fried Chicken, how likely would you be to attempt to make it yourself? Why?

     I'd do it, but I wouldn't use the same oil they do now. Since they quit using oil with trans fat, it tastes greasy.

     4. Take the quiz: Which condiment are you?

You Are Mayonnaise

You tend to be a very quiet, introverted person.
You're happy to sit back and let stronger personalities shine.
You value loyalty and harmony. You try to bring people together.

Your taste in food leans toward simple comfort foods.
You love holiday meals as well as old school favorites like mac and cheese.
You get along with mustard and ketchup personalities. You have an unlikely alliance with hot sauce personalities.

     5. Of the condiments currently in your refrigerator, which would you say you have used the least in the last year?

      Tartar or shrimp sauce. Not big on fish.

     6. After months of unsuccessful attempts, you finally get the recipe for a food you enjoy. When making it for the first time yourself, you discover an individual ingredient that you hate in everything else. Would you still make the dish with that ingredient, or would you try it without?

     I'd try it as prescribed first. When I know what it should taste like, then I'll experiment.

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