In another dimension, I’m pretty sure Brook is the lead singer and bassist in an all-girl punk band. They’re wildly popular and famous. When she isn’t tearing up the stage, she’s busy being a good role model for the young ladies who adore her. Like Lady Gaga, only 73 percent less strange.
In this dimension, Brook is an Army wife (to this guy) and a mom (to Gabe). Before her son came along, Brook taught high school math. Her students adored her, so I guess some things are true in any dimension.
- Who would star as you in the movie of your life? Who would play your significant other?
- Christina Ricci, only 50 pounds heavier (and still lighter than me, probably). All of the critics would praise her for gaining weight for the role, but no one would bother to tell her she looked happier that way. My significant other? Jason Statham maybe.
- What is the worst advice you’ve ever been given?
- It was probably parenting advice. But I try to block out the stuff that doesn’t work for us. The only advice I can actually remember is good advice, like when a mentor advised me to be real with my students, or when a co-customer at Starbucks advised me to clean the junk out from under my windshield wipers.
- How has becoming a mother changed you?
- Oh my. I slept about two hours last night. In spite of the fact that I am also sick, baby-sleep is much more important! On a serious and less whiny note, becoming a mother has opened my eyes to a whole new level of giving, and I’m growing in my understanding that nothing here in this world is mine to keep, not even babies. And that old piece of wisdom that says everyone is somebody’s baby? That makes sense to me now.
- What was your first job? How old were you, and how long did you work there? Did you like it?
- Isn’t everybody’s first job babysitting? I was strikingly (and possibly illegally?) young when I started watching my little brothers after school. My first real job with a paycheck from which taxes were deducted was at Lots’A’Bagels in Colorado Springs. My first real job with a paycheck that my mom didn’t hire me for (and not including work study or T.A.’ing in college) was teaching high school, which I did for about five and a half years, and which I love. I’m digging SAHM’ing presently, but I miss the high school kids. I know the me that’s pulling her hair out at the end of a hard day thinks that the me right now is crazy.
- What’s your favorite sandwich?
- Mmmm sandwiches. I’m not very particular about foods. The list of things I actively dislike is shorter than ten items (and includes wintergreen gum, bubblegum-flavored things, chai, and anything from Chili’s, if you’re wondering). But if I had to pick a favorite right now, it would be on Jimmy John’s bread, soft and fresh, with a nice rare roast beef, mayo, shredded lettuce, and tomato. Simple, but amazing. Bread makes the sandwich!
Brook, what about actual bubble gum flavored bubble gum?
Even actual bubble-gum-flavored bubble gum. Maybe it’s a weird aversion, but it is steadfast.
And thank you, Nichole. 73% less strange than Lady Gaga would be a lovely addition to my resume.