Hypothetically, and if the lack of either wouldn't affect your health, which would you give up?

• Sex
• Sleep

Is this really a question? Really? I mean, the question is whether I would like to give up something that feels good OR gain 8 hours a day to do whatever I wanted with no repercussions. Oh, gee, let me think hard...

Your cell phone rings while you are having a conversation with a friend. You:

• Take the call.
• Ignore the call.
• See who's calling and decide if you'll answer.
• I don't have a cell phone.

See, this one is NOT fair. My mother is disabled, and I have gotten calls before saying that she is in the hospital. I also need to know if the baby is hurt while my husband is watching him, so the phone stays on and tucked away. NO ONE else has my number anyway.

Would you enjoy going fishing with your partner?

• Yes.
• No.

I probably wouldn't go, as I find fishing boring, however if I DID go, I know that I would enjoy my partner's company anyway, so... trick question.

Would you consider dating someone who is completely nocturnal?

• Yes.
• No.

*joke* I would be way to scared that they were a vampire!

Would you have sex with someone, if you were blindfolded and would never know who it was, only that it would be someone you had never met before?

• Yes.
• No.

Why is there no maybe? There is an extenuating circumstance that would have to be in place for this to happen...

If you could save the life of an obscure endangered creature, or make a muli-million dollar profit, which would you choose?

• Endangered creature
• Money

As long as I wasn't making the money by actually killing the creature, whatever it is.

If you found a house that you really liked, would the fact that a brutal murder took place there ten years before stop you from buying it?

• Yes.
• No.

I don't THINK so... guess I'd have to experience it to know.

I love snowboarding. It is a ton of fun, and it is scary and exhilarating... and cold, which is not so great, but only when you are standing still waiting for your friends to dig themselves out of snow holes. Yea, there's a story that goes along with that.

So, I went snowboarding with my husband on Sunday. My little brother begged and begged before we went, so we crammed him in the backseat for the 2 hour drive to my mother in law's house, where we dropped off the baby for the day. Sam and I switched out at that point because I trust him to drive in the snow more than I trust me, and we headed east toward Tahoe.

Does anyone else find it funny that there is a Nevada city in California? Anyway, the trip was fine until just a few miles shy of Donner summit, which is where we were planning on boarding. Chains were required,and, well, we don't have any. BUMMER! So we laid down $70 bucks for some guy to give us chains and to install them. Those guys make a LOT of money out there...

So we continued on through slushy not-really-snow until our exit. The combination of a hot chocolate, 2 (more) hours in the car, and the insane bumping from the chains made me have to pee so bad that I thought my bladder might pop, so we pulled over at the gas station... which was closed. Yes, I peed in the snow... in full view of a street, even, so I may have mooned a few cars. If that was you, well, sorry... or not, depending on whether you liked it. ;)

We got back in the car (my brother just HAD to jump out to make a snow angel) and finally got to the mountain. YAY! It took us a while to get my brother signed up for rentals and such, but it happened eventually, and after my husband bought a few things and I got a pair of sunglasses, we were ready to hit the mountain.

Of course, the trip started out with lots of standing around while my husband explained the basics to my brother, then I helped him strap his boot into the board and we were ready for the lift. I hate the lift. Seriously, there is nothing worse in this world than my pathetic attempts to get off the damn ski lift. It has GOT to be easier for skiers.

Anyway, my husband went first alone because he had a backpack on, then my brother and I scooted forward back to back (I'm goofy footed) and sat down and up we went! At the top, he kind of freaked out and grabbed me, and we went down in a heap. Thanks, bro. I have bruises all over my knees.

Our first few runs were good... I'm much better than I was last time... but my very first run was done half blind because my mask fogged my glasses. It was really windy and stormy, so I had to wear the mask... I ended up going down without eye protection because I couldn't see a thing through my glasses. We had to go back in and get goggles, and my brother got his board adjusted because he wanted to try it goofy.

The second time down, I beat both of the boys to the bottom. I waited until I saw my brother fumbling his way down the mountain, and then I got nervous. Where was my husband? It took a while, but he appeared out of the snow storm, positively COVERED in snow. Apparently his goggles had fogged and he had hit a patch of powder, which sent him flying backward. Onto his backpack. Which had a ton of chips and snack in it. Oh, well, they still tasted fine. He also lost my juice when he fell, so that was a bummer.

Lunch was the typically overpriced mountain fare, but it was SO GOOD! We hung out in front of the fire to dry off a little, chatted, checked out other people, and finally got our gear back on and headed back out. It is incredibly hard to get so many layers on and off... I was really sick of it by the time we were done.

Anyway, the next few runs were easy, so we headed to a different lift. The first time down was the time that my brother buried himself in a mountain of powder. My husband did it next, while my brother and I stood there and shivered on the mountain, and then my brother did it again. Actually, that time was pretty funny.

My brother and my husband got a head start on me, and vanished around the corner. When I got there, I saw my husband waiting and my brother sitting on his ass. I asked if he was ok, and he ignored me and got up and kept going. Fine... brat. We got around the next curve, and my brother stopped, kicked out of his board, and started walking into the trees. HUH?

I yelled his name once before my husband realized that... uh oh... this guy is not my brother. My brother was actually completely buried in powder and it took him about 15 minutes to dig out of it, while my husband and I sat in the high winds and gusts of snow.

I was ready to bury myself for warmth when he showed up again. I was getting kind of sick on standing around waiting in the cold by the time we got to the bottom. I was actually doing really great, and I spent most of the trip waiting for the boys to dig themselves out! :P

I was really hoping to spend more time on the mountain actually boarding, but we had to go by 3:00 to get back to my mother in law's house. Turns out that it's good we left early, because the first half hour of our trip back took an hour and a half. The storm was blowing like crazy, and the road was icy and slushy and SCARY!

Thank goodness we had the chains and that my husband drove. Even so, we slid a few times and my nerves were wearing thin by the time we got back to my mother in law's house.

My sister in law and I are on thin ice with each other, and she baked the cake that was supposed to be late for my birthday, so I ate a piece even though I hate cake. We didn't hang out long, though... maybe a bit over an hour. We grabbed the baby, ate dinner and cake, and then passed out kisses. Happy for me since the huge crows of people there (16, that night, I think) drive me nuts.

I started out driving home, but an hour on the rainy, stormy roads had my stomach in a knot. I had already hydroplaned twice, and the wind was blowing me all over the road. I told my husband that I was getting pretty freaked out with the baby in the backseat and the storm going crazy the whole way, and he kindly offered to switch me, which I took him up on.

From there it was quick to drop my brother off and get home, where we fell into bed and conked out. It was a GREAT trip!

How important to you is being with family during holidays?

• Very important.
• Somewhat important.
• Not important.
• I have no family.

My husband and baby, yes. My in-laws, aunts, uncles, etc.... not so much.

How would you react if someone IM'd you and quickly started talking about sex?

• Positively.
• Negatively.
• Indifferently.

I'd probably keep talking to them for a while, but I wouldn't be meeting them.