Baby it's cold outside

As a way to distract my overactive mind, I sometimes pretend I am being interviewed. Not by an particular publication, just randomly asked questions. In my amazingly articulate answers, I didn't fabricate anything, just made my life very interesting. I don't think I have ever been interviewed for real.

Well, except for the teenager asking me questions, claiming I provoke her. I wouldn't be surprised if she had a little notebook under the table to write it all down.

She wants to know about Punky. She wants to know about my profession (since I own my own business, she does not believe me when I say I have a Master's). She stopped just short of the one question EVERYONE gets to ask me: When are we going to make babies!!?? Oy.

I have been thinking about this provoking thing. I wish I could share with her the biggest lesson I have learned, perhaps giving her insight into my crazy ways:

You must take risks. Understand that you will run into obstacles but that you are strong enough (and have enough resources) to get yourself out of any problems. Calculate your risks beforehand but don't suspend yourself in indecision.

But, I can't say that, as her mother would be a smidge unhappy with me. So I will continue to be my quiet, provoking self.

What risk are you going to take?