TMI Tuesday

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1. What would you eat for your “last supper”?
Grilled steak with sautéd mushrooms and a baked potato.

2. Name 3 interesting and unique things to do in your town/city/region.

  • Dinner at The Signature Room on the 95th—the views are spectacular and it’s where TN and I had our first date. 🙂
  • Hiking at a state park—Waterfalls, trees, wildlife. Cliffs that make you forget you’re in Illinois. Gorgeous.
  • Festivals—Many towns and city neighborhoods have a Fest of some sort throughout the summer. They have an element of Americana kitsch, which for me is the appeal. From parades to amusement rides to big name concerts, they have something for everyone.

3. Tell us 2 things that terrify you.
That I’m doing something that will fuck up my kids as adults. I have a lot of examples of what NOT to do from my own childhood and I don’t make those mistakes, but I worry I’m doing something else that will put them on a therapy couch in 20 years.

Driving on mountain roads, well, riding in a car on mountain roads; I’m too scared to drive. I always feel like we’re going to go over the edge of a cliff. I love the mountains and the views are always amazing, but my heart is racing the entire time.

4. Give us your best sex tip.
I have two. First, tell your partner what works for you. It’s the best way for both of you to truly enjoy experience. Second, it’s OK laugh during sex. Sometimes funny stuff happens: body parts slip, noises are made, positions don’t work. Looking back on my favorite sex memories, there was a lot of laughing during or after. Love that.

5. What do you have that you need to throw away?
College textbooks and notes. I have no idea why I thought I needed to keep them. It might be fun to go back and look at them, but they need to go into the recycling bin.

Bonus: Would you participate in a sex organ beauty pageant? Why or why not?
Probably not. I’m much more of a voyeur than exhibitionist. Also I have spent too many years mocking every kind of beauty pageant because I don’t like what they celebrate. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and all that jazz.

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