Question and Answer Time at Hick Chic

So much for, "I'll only answer one question". Clearly that is not going to happen, not with you guys and your interesting brains and irresistible questions! There are a few things asked that I've been thinking of writing about anyways, and some that I'll answer today.


Balloon Pirate said...
Tell us more about your sister, and why you two dont get along?

yeharr

Heidi the Hick said...Actually we do get along...we're just extremely different in many ways!! She's very organized and proper and polite. I'm a frickin mess. She gets regular haircuts. Me, semi- annual. She's very private and I'm a blabbermouth. She has 6 years of post secondary education. I split after one year of college. She likes all them diva singers. I like male rock stars with questionable fashion sense. She is a single woman managing life on her own. I got married at 20 and had two kids by 25. We've taken two different roads. And Pirate thank you for asking because it just occurred to me that I made it look like we aren't close. Despite our opposite qualities on the outside, on the inside we're alike. We finish each other's sentences and say things at the same time. We laugh at stupid things. And the reason why you don't hear much about my sister Sweetie is because she really does not want to be any part of this odd little blog world! So that's why I'm answering you here instead of making a new posting about it. Just out of respect for my little sister. I still say, by the way, that she should have been born first. She would have been way better at guiding her wild child sibling through life!


LeRoy Dissing said...

Well Heidi, you told us what you wished for in your previous post. My question is the inverse of that post: What would you not wish for?

Heidi the Hick said...Well LeRoy, I do not wish for a brand new house. If I had any sense I would be making it a goal for my next house to be new and problem free. Sadly I have no sense. I love worn wooden floors and bumpy walls and ripply windows. I grew up in a house like that. It was freezing frickin cold in the winter. I loved that house and I still do and some day I want one like it.


The Adult in Question said...

Okay, I have been thinking about a question for a very long time. I spent the majority of my four hour shift thinking about it and my question is...
Did you decide to pluck your eyebrows?!?!


Heidi the Hick said...KC, the answer is...Yes! Kindof. I am going to get my unibrow modified. Just the parts that are growing in the wrong direction. I'm going to do it once in February and once in March. I'm having facial anxiety thinking about it but I've been assured that she'll be very good to me and I'll be able to drive myself home afterwards. Wish me luck!

The Laugh Out Loud Award this week goes to: Cara! For mimicking my Mennonite accent. I've never met a Newfie I didn't like!

cara winsor hehir said...

how often do you get new barn boo-ats?
as in, do you by a new pair as soon as your old ones blow out, or do you plastic bag your feet and then put on yer boots before slagging out the stalls, or do you let the stuff seep in and squish around your toes?

Heidi the Hick said...Well, Cara, I don't remember the last time I gawt new boo-ats! They last a good long time. Cleary I do not spend nearly enough time in them! I really snickered at the stuff seeping in! Gahhhhhh! Our barn isn't seepy and squishy inside the stalls, since we bed the horses on shavings, but that corral is a clayish, s***ttish, muddish nasty pit when it's wet. And I'm only just realizing that I hate having wet toes. So, yeah, I'd pretty much go without a meal to plunk down the twenny bucks at the feed mill for new barn booats!!!!! But the plastic bags on the feet. Oh girl, that is killer funny!


Old Scrote said...

Is this a question?

Heidi the Hick said...Yes, Jake, that is a question! And I've just answered it! (Thanks for making it easy.)


ScaramoucheX said...

Here's my question:

"What are you doing with it?"

Think about it. Don't dare respond, 'What is 'it'?', or I shall consign you to the seventeenth ring of Hell, that reserved for the boring...


Heidi the Hick said...Hello ScaramoucheX! I think you must be new here. I can tell because if you'd been here before you'd already know that I would not respond, 'What is 'it'?'. I'll tell you what I'm doing with it:

I'm writing about it. I'm holding it close to my chest and warming it up. I'm staring at it until I can see it in my sleep. I'll saddle it up and ride it. Later on I'm sure I'll be dreaming about it.

There. Now, I must gently and lovingly reprimand you that there will be no consigning to any part of Hell around here. I don't think any of us are qualified for that job. If you've spent enough time here you'd know that I'm a lot of things, but boring is not one of them. Also I want to know if you do the FandangoX. Thunderbolts and lightning, very very frightening me, galileoX, galileoX, etc etc etc etc etc. Come back tomorrow, I've got lots more.

captain corky said...

I'm definitely interested in learning more about your religion.

I've always been bad at following directions... Let me try again.

Heidi, do you believe in God?

Heidi the Hick said...Yes. I do. I absolutely believe in God despite not knowing exactly who or what he or she actually is. I don't really care either. I just believe. I don't ridicule people who don't believe in God though. That would be cruel. Besides, I can see an atheist's point. Most of what we attribute to God can be explained or rationalized by Science or Coincidence or A Work Ethic or Pure Dumb S**t Luck. I however am a totally irrational person. Oh, and I've heard God's voice in my head a few times. So yeah. I believe in God.


Tod said...

I'd like to know about the thing you did as a kid that you never told your parents...even as an adult.

Heidi the Hick said... Oh Tod. You are so wicked. I love it.

I'm wracking my brain to think of That Thing which they haven't already found out about...and that I'm willing to offer here, since my mom has this web address and may or may not have figured out how to turn on her computer by herself! Believe me I've caused my mom enough pain already!

Okay. There were five guys in my room one afternoon. Everybody's clothes stayed on and nobody smoked anything. Anything. I don't even remember who they all were. One was my boyfriend. We just listened to Zeppelin and swore a lot. It was a very slow afternoon.

I'm sorry Mom! I promise I never let anybody smoke in the house! Remember that darning needle with the hash all over it? It was him! It was him! He did it when we were out! But you already knew that, didn't you Mom?

Good times, man. Good times. I would never ever ever be teenaged again. Holy crap.

NOW, A FEW OF YOU ASKED QUESTIONS THAT CAN ONLY BE ANSWERED BY TAKING UP MORE ROOM THAN THIS! So that's why next week is Answer Week, when I will explain:

-to Smartypants what's up with my grocery store aversion
-to Angel what I do for a living
-to Holly what my earliest memory is
-to Cindy Dianne how I'm going to get my riding instructor's certification
AND why my parents quit farming

I might even try to explain what the heck kind of Mennonite I am. Bear with me- this could take awhile since I'm still trying to figure it out for myself!



Thank you all for your questions. Thank you for stopping by for a read. I've got lots more...