UNDISCLOSED UNFINISHED PROJECT

It’s shameful how long certain unfinished projects have languished in boxes, bags or piles. This is to say nothing of supplies purchased and stashed for later use, some with intended ends and some without. I don’t think of those as unfinished as much as un-begun.

I am working on finishing up some of these objects begun long ago with such enthusiasm. Abandoned, but perfectly good ideas. I say this to differentiate from a scrapped projects. It’s one thing to quit and another to never get back to a bit of work. It is as of my creativity gets held hostage with intentions to complete a project.

Finishing, even with imperfect results, is the only way to make progress with skills in the arts. I was reminded of this, weird as it’s going to sound, by Guardians of the Galaxy Writer/Director James Gunn who some time ago posted on his Facebook page about how he didn’t start to have success with screenwriting until he buckled down and finished what he started. He’s not the first successful creative type I’ve heard this from, but somehow hearing it from a guy who really knows how to put together a mix tape stuck with me.

It’s true: Twenty first halves aren’t anything compared to one whole. Even if the whole isn’t fantastic, learning from the process is invaluable. Irreplaceable experience you can’t get any other way.

The photo above is from an ambitious project I began at least two years ago using embroidery and applique techniques. The design came from Doodle Stitching: The Motif Collection: 400+ Easy Embroidery Designs. I enjoy Aimee Ray’s designs because they are modern and not too “crafty” looking.

When I saw this particular drawing in the book, I knew something would have to be made from it destined to go live with someone who’ll appreciate it. Until it is done, it is private. One simply doesn’t post spoilers on the internet.

 

I was inspired as well by the knowledge FedEx Office will print stuff as big as your imagination. I blew up the images from the book, got two copies: One for cutting a pattern and one for reference. My fabric stash of odds and ends I’ve picked up for doll clothes or other small projects became the crayon box for filling in the pictures. Working with different textures, colors and patterns in fabric gets my creative juices flowing like nothing else. I had a ton of fun digging through my boxes of scraps to find the right combinations.

It may be a while until this project is complete. It’s around half done with a few variables still in how it’ll be finished. Embroidery is an ideal TV watching project. I’m enjoying the process and happy to be back at it and looking forward to being able to share the results.

Here

I’ve passed a milestone in my life without noticing it passed. Not everyone measures their life how I’ve measured mine. Most people do not start all their stories by saying “When I lived in…

Few people can say, at the age of thirty-five, they’ve beat their livelong record for living in the same place for the longest amount of time.

My previous record was Kent, Washington from Thanksgiving 1996 to just after July 4th 2001. I calculated it out today to 55 months or 4 years and 7 months. In that time, I got my first job, graduated high school, and moved out with a boyfriend who would become my ex-husband.

I moved to Simpsonville, South Carolina at the very end of August 2010. Sixty-one months ago. Or five years and one month. I did make one small move a few months after I arrived; I went from an upstairs one bedroom into a downstairs two bedroom in the same building in February 2011. Chris moved in with me in April. We’ve gotten married three times since then. Strange, but true.

I don’t regret having moved around so much both as a child and an adult. I do sometimes wistfully wonder how my life would have turned out with a more traditional path. I understand not everyone has the classic upbringing of Mom and Dad in a house in a neighborhood from birth until graduation with happy visits to grandparents, aunts and uncles, and cousins for summers and Christmas. In 2015, one would have to be delusional to believe a fantasy image from a children’s picture book bares any resemblance to reality.

Still, in moves per year, I’m an outlier. In big and small ways, it’s impacted who I am. My perspective is a little different in ways both helpful and challenging.

For now, I’m perfectly happy where I am, but I don’t credit geography with my happiness. If I’ve learned nothing else in my travels, I’ve learned wherever you go you take yourself with you. Change your behavior, thoughts, and associations to change your life. Otherwise, it’s the same story on a different set.

I have no plans to leave the Greenville area in the near future, but since when have my plans had any influence on what happens?

Why I Don’t Take Pictures at DragonCon (Thoughts After D*C 2015)

 

DragonCon 2015 was my fourth year attending what one of my friends appropriately calls NerdiGras. More than a convention with celebrity guests, panels, and gaming, DragonCon is five days of 24 hour activity transforming five hotels and the surrounding area in Downtown Atlanta into a world where Storm Troopers, Doctors and Waldo are expected parts of the landscape.

The first year, I took lots of pictures. To a first timer, it’s overwhelming to see all the wonderful costumes and it all seems so novel. These days, with four DragonCons and other conventions under my belt, I find I take progressively less pictures. This is not because I am jaded to the experience. On the contrary, I find the experiencing to be vivid as ever.

For those who love to take pictures at DragonCon and get the perfect shots of the elaborate costumes, I thank you. Your pictures land online and keep the con alive. I hope you get as much pleasure from how you spend your convention as I do from how I spend mine. I sometimes suspect there may come a year when I decide to play photo journalist myself. After all, every year is a new adventure full of possibilities.

One reason I’ve stopped worrying about taking pictures is the flood photos online after the con by better photographers with far better equipment. Add the crushing crowds and the frustration of traffic stopping dead in a congested area while someone stops a cosplayer for a photo op, say, in the dealers’ room or on the path to a sky-bridge and I’d rather avoid the hassle for myself and others.

The biggest reason I don’t go out of my way to take pictures at DragonCon is my favorite moments are of the you-had-to-be-there variety.

The scenes I notice and remember are not appropriate opportunities to record. A tenet of “cosplay is not consent” etiquette is requesting permission to photograph as well as not photographing “off duty” cosplayers. This leaves my favorite moments from conventions off the table. If I can’t take a picture of girl Ninja Turtle cosplayers sitting at the food court having lunch or Princess Leia talking on a cell phone and holding a Starbucks cup, why bother?

My favorite example from 2015 happened Sunday as we were walking past the food court entrance near CVS.

On Sunday, the crowds have thinned significantly from the madness of Friday and Saturday. I’d noticed several sets of parents and small children earlier in the day without con badges, obviously locals checking out the part of the con that spills out onto the streets of Atlanta. I’d almost stepped on Thor’s cape on the steps of the Westin as he got down on one knee to pose for a picture with one of these kids. No doubt, made that little guy’s day.

Near the food court, we’d missed the photo op itself with the mom and little boy, all of three or four years old, and Batman. It was the aftermath of the pictures being taken as if DragonCon makes Atlanta a low-rent super hero theme park for the day that I saw. The mom stood with her purse open and holding out a folded bit of currency. The little boy stood behind, watching Batman. Batman graciously waved away the offer. Without even slowing down, the idea of attempting to tip Bruce Wayne was burned into my brain.

Like several years ago when I saw thirty or so Death Eaters, Dementors, and Voldemorts arranged for a group photo outside the Sheridan. Taking their picture was a beautifully costumed Disney style Snow White.

Only at DragonCon.

Retro Robots

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We leave for Dragon*Con in the morning. I’m so excited to get away for four geek-tastic days in downtown Atlanta. In many ways, con-going feels like I’ve finally found my natural habitat.

I find there are two kinds of reactions when you tell someone you are going to a convention. A typical reaction along the lines of “what is it?” Upon answering, the follow up questions run to “why?” and “what do you do there?” There’s little use in explaining to most of these folks. They won’t understand.

The second group says, “What costume are you wearing?”

It is little use to explain not everyone cosplays.

I have before and I surely will again. This year, rather than make costumes I’ve planned a couple outfits befitting the occasion.

The new creation is a bit of serendipity, really. First, a picture and then explanation.

Several years ago when I was working at Target, a pair of men’s pajamas were returned. As an online only item, they were heavily discounted. Who was I to pass up the opportunity?

I hung onto the pajamas with the intention to make something to wear in more visible situations. Turning pants into skirts is one of my favorite modifications. As is my usual creative process, I hung onto the material and idea for a long time. I picked up the red fabric to fill in the gaps several months back, but didn’t get started on the project until Teefury offered the Asimov University tee.

How much do I love Asimov’s Robot novels?

Enough to make darn sure I completed my whimsical robot shirt and matching peter pan collar before DragonCon. I’d been saving this Burda pattern for an appropriate occasion for a while.

 

I rather like how it turned out. It was no small task to line up the robots so their little heads didn’t get cut off.

About Tina

“Being a geek is all about being honest about what you enjoy and not being afraid to demonstrate that affection. It means never having to play it cool about how much you like something.” – Simon Pegg

Hi. I’m Tina.

Nerd. Geek. Dork.

I’ve heard many debates on the finer points of distinction between the three interrelated terms, but no matter the definition, I’ll proudly claim each title. Denying it would be futile.

My interests seldom fall into the mainstream. I pursue those interests with obsessive passion, in many cases, over a lifetime. I hide my shyness under a whole lot of friendly. Do I seem self-conscious? I’m not as socially inept as I used to be, but sometimes I wonder if people are just being polite.

As for nerd-geek-dork cred, I’m a bookworm, Trekkie and lover of wordplay. I love the real universe almost as much as the fictional universes I’d rather ponder and discuss. When I think of “the classics,” Issac Asimov comes to mind along with Jane Eyre. People, facts, and ideas interest me. A friend of mine once said – without a trace of sarcasm – “Tina knows everything.” I’ll admit, I don’t know everything about anything. Knowing a little something about just about everything is a thrill for me especially learning new things to keep connecting the dots between pockets of understanding.

My biography doesn’t summarize easily. My geographical history is confusing to say the least. I have adopted this Douglas Adams quote – “I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” – as my personal maxim. It is a literal and metaphorical truth.

All my stories start “when I lived in…” thanks to my upbringing as a Navy brat and three major relocations as an adult. I’m a potted plant. Very portable. For conversational purposes, I claim Seattle as my hometown. I graduated high school in the area and one of my sets of parents – mom and step-dad – plus my brother and sister-in-law still live in that same town. Mom would tell you I got the gypsy blood, whatever that means. All I know is the internet and unlimited long distance keep me connected to people I love regardless of how far away until the day I can hop on a transporter pad to spending the day with my friend Kate and her daughter in St. Louis and be home in time for bed.

Days are brighter, more fun and much geekier with my chess-playing Klingon husband Chris. We met in September 2010 having exchanged a few messages over the preceding months. It was a week after I’d moved to South Carolina and he’d come home from Dragon*Con fresh from his first costumed outing. He nervously showed me pictures taken at the con of him in full Klingon gear complete with forehead ridges. I don’t think he believed me at the time that I didn’t find it even the tiniest bit weird or lame, but rather found the fact he makes an excellent Klingon and learned to sew in order to make it impressive and exciting. We started dating in late October and in February 2011, our relationship got serious when he took me to my first convention – Trek Trax Atlanta – and it was everything I could have hoped.

As he promised early on, Chris has expanded my universe not just by adding Firefly, Doctor Who and Stargate to my repertoire of fandoms, but in being kind, loving and a wonderful listener. So easy to live with, too. We could not be, I don’t think, better matched in interests and in temperament. He’s not much of a reader and I can’t play chess, but we both love Star Trek in all it’s incarnations above just about anything. And isn’t that what really counts? He proposed at Emerald City ComiCon 2012 and we got married at ConCarolinas 2013 in a Klingon style ceremony in costumes we made ourselves. Dragon*Con is our Christmas – anticipated and planned for – but it is the stuff of everyday life – trips to Costco, our passion for healthy eating and a dedication to making the best of even life’s challenges – which contributes to me being happier than I’ve ever been.

Life isn’t perfect, but it doesn’t have to be. Life is good. Even adversity has it’s place. I’ve grown steadily over time and I look forward to becoming an ever better version of myself little by little.

This blog is intended to be a reflection of my interests, activities, and opinions. It tends toward book reviews, stories of conventions and crafting adventures along with updates on my mental and physical healthy and anything else I need to write about. I intend to blog more than I actually publish, but having my own corner of the internet on which to express myself isn’t something I’m willing to give up. I cherish the friends I’ve made since I first started blogging way back in 2006 and I love to meet new people, online and in real life.

I reserve the right to evolve as a person and a blogger at any time along with the right to use more commas then strictly necessary.

About Tina

“Being a geek is all about being honest about what you enjoy and not being afraid to demonstrate that affection. It means never having to play it cool about how much you like something.” – Simon Pegg

Hi. I’m Tina.

Nerd. Geek. Dork.

I’ve heard many debates on the finer points of distinction between the three interrelated terms, but no matter the definition, I’ll proudly claim each title. Denying it would be futile.

My interests seldom fall into the mainstream. I pursue those interests with obsessive passion, in many cases, over a lifetime. I hide my shyness under a whole lot of friendly. Do I seem self-conscious? I’m not as socially inept as I used to be, but sometimes I wonder if people are just being polite.

As for nerd-geek-dork cred, I’m a bookworm, Trekkie and lover of wordplay. I love the real universe almost as much as the fictional universes I’d rather ponder and discuss. When I think of “the classics,” Issac Asimov comes to mind along with Jane Eyre. People, facts, and ideas interest me. A friend of mine once said – without a trace of sarcasm – “Tina knows everything.” I’ll admit, I don’t know everything about anything. Knowing a little something about just about everything is a thrill for me especially learning new things to keep connecting the dots between pockets of understanding.

My biography doesn’t summarize easily. My geographical history is confusing to say the least. I have adopted this Douglas Adams quote – “I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” – as my personal maxim. It is a literal and metaphorical truth.

All my stories start “when I lived in…” thanks to my upbringing as a Navy brat and three major relocations as an adult. I’m a potted plant. Very portable. For conversational purposes, I claim Seattle as my hometown. I graduated high school in the area and one of my sets of parents – mom and step-dad – plus my brother and sister-in-law still live in that same town. Mom would tell you I got the gypsy blood, whatever that means. All I know is the internet and unlimited long distance keep me connected to people I love regardless of how far away until the day I can hop on a transporter pad to spending the day with my friend Kate and her daughter in St. Louis and be home in time for bed.

Days are brighter, more fun and much geekier with my chess-playing Klingon husband Chris. We met in September 2010 having exchanged a few messages over the preceding months. It was a week after I’d moved to South Carolina and he’d come home from Dragon*Con fresh from his first costumed outing. He nervously showed me pictures taken at the con of him in full Klingon gear complete with forehead ridges. I don’t think he believed me at the time that I didn’t find it even the tiniest bit weird or lame, but rather found the fact he makes an excellent Klingon and learned to sew in order to make it impressive and exciting. We started dating in late October and in February 2011, our relationship got serious when he took me to my first convention – Trek Trax Atlanta – and it was everything I could have hoped.

As he promised early on, Chris has expanded my universe not just by adding Firefly, Doctor Who and Stargate to my repertoire of fandoms, but in being kind, loving and a wonderful listener. So easy to live with, too. We could not be, I don’t think, better matched in interests and in temperament. He’s not much of a reader and I can’t play chess, but we both love Star Trek in all it’s incarnations above just about anything. And isn’t that what really counts? He proposed at Emerald City ComiCon 2012 and we got married at ConCarolinas 2013 in a Klingon style ceremony in costumes we made ourselves. Dragon*Con is our Christmas – anticipated and planned for – but it is the stuff of everyday life – trips to Costco, our passion for healthy eating and a dedication to making the best of even life’s challenges – which contributes to me being happier than I’ve ever been.

Life isn’t perfect, but it doesn’t have to be. Life is good. Even adversity has it’s place. I’ve grown steadily over time and I look forward to becoming an ever better version of myself little by little.

This blog is intended to be a reflection of my interests, activities, and opinions. It tends toward book reviews, stories of conventions and crafting adventures along with updates on my mental and physical healthy and anything else I need to write about. I intend to blog more than I actually publish, but having my own corner of the internet on which to express myself isn’t something I’m willing to give up. I cherish the friends I’ve made since I first started blogging way back in 2006 and I love to meet new people, online and in real life.

I reserve the right to evolve as a person and a blogger at any time along with the right to use more commas then strictly necessary.

ABOUT LUNCH

 

The Queen’s Meme: The Lunch Mee

With my crazy work schedule, breakfast is at 3 in the afternoon, lunch at 11 at night and supper around 4 am. Things get a little wonky planning these meals. Keep that in mind as you read my answers.

1. What do you typically have for lunch? Some sort of protein and veggies. Chicken breasts, salmon patties, hamburger or turkey burgers or sometimes “taco stuff” which is ground beef and black beans with taco seasoning but without the taco shell or tortilla.

2. If you work outside your home, do you pack your lunch? Almost every single day. Between saving money on getting delivery since our building isn’t close enough to anything to go pick up fast food and the health benefits of not eating out all the time, it’s a given we’ll pack lunch except for rare occasions. On those rare occasions when we are short on time or have somewhere to go before work, Subway tends to be our go-to lunch.

3. Do you ever cheat on the scheduled “hour” for lunch at work or have you been known to stretch it just a little? If I don’t get back to my desk on time to clock in, I don’t get paid for my time. In addition, being late back too often it could impact wither or not I have a job at all. So, no, I don’t cheat on my half-hour lunch.

4. What is your favorite restaurant for the midday meal? Saffron Indian for the lunch buffet. They were my first experience with Indian cuisine. At first, my taste buds didn’t know what to make of all those spices, but I loved it from the beginning. These days, we go to the local Indian market for spice blends and lentils.

5. Are you more interested in the company or the food? It is the marriage of food and company which makes a lunch delightful. Human company is, of course, lovely, but I will accept the company of a good book as happily. A great short story or witty essay writing is better company than mediocre people, in my opinion.

6. Tell us about your last lunch date and what made it special. August 16th, the day before my birthday, Chris and I met his mom and dad for lunch – our breakfast – to celebrate.

7. What is on your lunch box? I use a large insulated bag suitable for two since Chris and I work together three days of the week. It’s blue plaid.

EIGHTY-EIGHT QUESTIONS (ONE TO TWENTY-TWO)

Sunday Stealing: The 88 Meme

 

1. What type questions do you hate on a meme? Questions which only apply to high school or college aged people. I don’t see many of those types answering the weekly memes I play, for one thing, and they make me feel old.

2. If you married the last person you texted, what would your last name be? Bennett. I would naturally ask Kate took take back her maiden name before we moved somewhere it would be legal of us to marry. Of course, it’s far more likely we’ll go ahead and remain same-sex platonic life partners.

3. Were you happy when you woke up today? Yes. I was happy to drag my butt out of bed on the second day of a three day stretch of 11 hour workdays, sore as heck from the notch up in intensity I’ve taken on in my Wii Fit workouts. Tired, slow moving, but happy.

4. When were you on the phone last? And with who? A client sometime with in the last hour. Got to love the night shift in a call center.

5. Who are you excited for? My friend Alex who is going to Dragon*Con this coming weekend.

7. Honestly, who was the last person to tell you they love you? Chris, earlier today via chat.

8. What’s the last thing you put in your mouth? Tea. Earl gray. Hot.

9. Have a best friend? Yes. I have several friends who qualify for the “best friend” title. Kate, Renee, and – most recent addition – Alex.

10. Were you ever or are you scared to fall in love? No. I love easily but I have learned over the years that love is not always the best indication of wither someone belongs in your life. This goes for relationships of all types – not just romantic. Loving someone, in an of itself, isn’t scary to me.

11. Do you think teenagers can be in love? Certainly. Even children can be in love. I think those younger forms of love and “puppy love” are normal and healthy ways for people to learn about romance. They should not be written off as less than real, but neither should they be treated as though they ought to last forever.

12. Last person you wanted to punch in the face? I plead the fifth.

13. What time is it right this second? 1:53 AM Eastern Standard Time.

14. What do you want right now? To go home.

15. Who was the last person you took a picture with? Likely Chris, but I don’t remember.

16. Are you single/taken/heartbroken/or confused? Taken. Engaged, if you want to get technical.

17. When was the last time you cried? A few weeks ago in the shower. I was stressed and thinking about things I can’t change. The release of tears did a world of good.

18. Do you have a good relationship with your parents? I do. It’s not a Norman Rockwell painting, but they love me and do the best they can to help me in life. Can’t ask for more than that.

19. Do you find it hard to trust others? Trust, but verify, I have no problem with. If anything, I have trouble depending on others.

20. How fast does your mind change? Not fast at all. I came to think what I think for a reason and it takes a worthy reason and deliberation to change it.

21. I bet you miss somebody right now. Who is it? Most of all, Sabrina, Kate’s daughter and my dear niece. I miss other people, but which a child, you miss out on so much being there which can’t be made up in phone calls and texts like with grown ups.

22. Can you honestly say you’re okay right now? More than okay.

I’m told there will be more questions of the promised eighty-eight next week. Maybe I’ll answer them. I hope the anticipation isn’t hard on anybody ;-)

PINKIE PIE GASP

**needs pictures and links updated**

Just when I convince myself I’m not obsessed with pastel equines, I come upon something outs me (to myself) as a complete and utter Brony. I reject the term Pegasister as it sounds stupid.

Now, as I type this, I realize how crazy it sounds to say I sometimes doubt the depth of my Brony fandom only to follow it up with this:

Chris and I picked up a few necessities at Walmart last night. As we typically do, once we’d gotten our milk, chocolate and fresh berries, we headed over to the toy aisle to check for MLP goodies. Specifically, I’ve been after the “blind bags” as Rarity has indeed proved to be a rarity. I love the 2″ figures for their overall cuteness, plus they don’t eat much. Does that make me a hardcore Brony?

Often amused by the more kid-friendly toys, I always scan the whole area for new MLP products. The “Baby doll” versions are especially whimsical, if you ask me. I even saw a teach-baby-Pinkie-to-walk doll once which totally ignores the fact ponies walk on four legs and equines naturally stand and walk soon after birth. Silly, but if I was six or seven, I would so want one.

Last night when my eyes landed on the bottom shelf, I did this:

 

I wish I could claim to be exaggerating.

Naturally, I snatched up the very last Walmart Exclusive Pinky Pie Plush. She was the very last one and nothing indicated if the display box contained a plethora of partying Pinkies or various characters. She didn’t leave my sight until I got her home. I contained my impulse to remove her tag long enough to take a documenting photo to submit my find to Equestria Daily in hopes of being featured in one of their “Random Merch” roundups. I subscribe to the premier Brony news blog in Google reader. Does that make me a hardcore Brony?

Pinkie Pie is now living happily on my sofa, shooting off her party canon as we speak and frolicking with the smaller plastic ponies. I can’t help but smile, smile, smile at the thought. That, it seems, would make a hardcore Brony.

COOKIES AND GRATITUDE

I’ve been ripped off. The good folks over a Sunday Stealing have done me the kindness of stealing a meme from me. Since I’ve already completed the second meme for today, I’ll include a link to my answers with many thanks both to Sunday Stealing for honoring me with a theft and the wise Queen Mimi for originating the meme.

Sunday Stealing: Our Players’ Meme

1. You have been awarded the time off from work and an all-expenses paid week anywhere in the United States. The catch is that it must be somewhere you have not been before. Where do you choose to visit? New York City. I want to see the iconic sights, eat all the amazing foods and soak in the atmosphere of the city.

2. Name three of your guilty pleasures. As-hot-as-I-can-stand showers, coffee, and high quality chocolate. I’ve been getting this to feel better about my habit since I’m getting all those antioxidants:


3. The best kind of Girl Scout Cookie is: Samoas, but I never turn down a Thin Mint.

Samoas are the best gril scout cookies.
4. What do you value most in other people? Intelligence, humor, and loyalty., but more than anything a positive outlook on life.

5. Be honest. Do you sneak some raw cookie dough when you’re baking cookies? Who sneaks? It’s part of the process and a valid reason to double the recipe.

6. Have you ever looked back at your life and realized that something you thought was a bad thing was actually a blessing in disguise?! Some questions are best answered with two small words: I’m divorced. Sometimes bad things – hard and hurtful – have to happen to clear the path for good things.

7. What is the most beautiful place you’ve ever visited? Hawai’i Volcanoes National Park. I have visited many beautiful places, but even nineteen years later – exactly, in fact, as we’d visited the week of my thirteenth birthday – nothing I’ve seen has matched the raw power of the place, nor the diversity of it’s beauty.

8. Are you more of a thinker or a feeler? A thinker. I feel deeply, but I think on my feelings, examining them from various angles and determining the root causes. It is only in the last few years I have have learned the hard lesson that my feelings themselves are worthy and valid regardless of anything else or how other people think I should feel.

9. Name three things you are thankful for right now. A happy relationship (because it would be unfair to call Chris a thing), my Kindle, text messaging.

10. Have you ever participated in a three-legged race? Nope.

11. When you are at an event that plays the National Anthem, do you place your hand over your heart? Yes. Always. When you were raised a military brat, some things are considered important.

Second meme: (My answers)

12. What kind of work do you do?
13. During the course of your lifetime, which job or career has been your favorite or most fulfilling?
14. Do you think it’s necessary in your life to have a day-to-day “career” that is meaningful and service-oriented or do you function better in “just a job” with a steady paycheck?
15. Was there ever a time in your life when you wanted to stay home with your children instead of working, even if it meant less money in the household?
16. Tell us your worst boss story.
17. Have your ever been the boss?
18. What is your dream occupation?