I've been TAGGED!

Well, I'm it! I've been tagged by my daughter, Bard, The Barmy Blogger.

Here's how it works. I chose five of the questions to answer below, then the people I tagged (I'll list them at the end) answer their own five questions, then tag their own five people.

The Questions:

If I could be a scientist...
If I could be a farmer...
If I could be a musician...
If I could be a doctor...
If I could be a painter...
If I could be a gardener...
If I could be a missionary...
If I could be a chef...
If I could be an architect...
If I could be a linguist...
If I could be a psychologist...
If I could be a librarian...
If I could be an athlete...
If I could be a lawyer...
If I could be an inn-keeper...
If I could be a professor...
If I could be a writer...
If I could be a llama-rider...
If I could be a bonnie pirate...
If I could be an astronaut...
If I could be a world famous blogger...
If I could be a justice on any one court in the world...
If I could be married to any current famous political figure...

If I could be a farmer...

I would raise organic pork, beef and free-range chicken. I would be just like Joel Salatin, have my own salad bar beef and lots of chicken tractors. I'd have a CSA, which stands for Community Supported Agriculture. I would raise organic herbs, fruits and veggies, drive a 1954 dark green Ford Pickup, and people would come from miles around to buy my turquoise, sage, and brown Aracauna eggs and earthy foods. They would each have big hand-woven baskets that were made by local Amish women, baskets on which each member would make a deposit and carry it with them when they came to my farm. Each time, they would come and fill up their baskets with goodies. Once a year, we'd have a big potluck dinner, a hayride and a bonfire. We would make hand-cranked ice cream from our organic, raw milk. It would be Very Good.

If I could be a musician...

I would play acoustic guitar, have very springy black curls, wear long, dangly earrings and flouncy blouses, write poetic, insightful lyrics like David Wilcox and sing them in a voice like Natalie Merchant's or Jonatha Brooke's. People would love my wit and humor, and I would have a following that would allow themselves to be open to the true love of God. I would encourage bootlegging, have my own record company, like Ani DeFranco, and would show everyone what the music industry should REALLY be like. I would invite famous musicians into my home where we would play music all hours of the day and night. My children would learn to be great musicians by osmosis. It would be Very, Very Good.

If I could be a doctor...

I would be a homebirth doc. I would treat every birthing woman like the queen that she is, encouraging her to follow her instincts, trusting her to know her own body. I would take my knitting into homes in the still of the night or in the heat of the day or in the blinding snow, and I would sit in a quiet, candlelit corner, listening to the sounds of labor, creating a woven piece of art with my bamboo knitting needles--click, click, click--that would forever remind the birthing queen of the night her baby first nursed at her breast. It would be So Very, Very Good.

If I could be a painter...

I would create paintings of my children's faces, sunlight on their noses, sleep in their eyes, tears staining their cheeks, anger on their lips. I would paint my husband, my love, asleep in our marriage bed, the moonlight resting on his every curve. I would paint this land where I live, the falling down barns, the mangled trees, the checkerboard hills, the horse-and-buggy people. I would paint my dreams. I would paint my fears. I would paint my love. It would be Extremely Good.

If I could be a chef...

I would cook for you. I would serve you my passion on a platter, warm and saucy, satisfying and refreshing. I would lay out a table full of the very best of my farm and garden, a table that would invite you in, draw you in, make you sit, inspire you to partake. I would extract from you the compliments that are so often given the chef. Those compliments would feed my cravings, and I would cook for you again. It would be perfect.

And now, may I tag you?

Chris, from The Big Yellow house.

Shannon, aka, The Happy Housewife

Amy from Amy Loves Books.

Victoria from Homeschool Mom Tips

and Randi, the Cheeky Mama

If you don't have time, or don't want to do it, just let me know and I'll go cry quietly in the middle of the highway.