Saturday, February 26, 2011

ABCs of me

My friend Kristin (we were in college together--we were fellow English majors and also lived in the same dorm--she's also the one who was persecuted with me for being a Democrat!) posted this on her blog, and I cannot resist a good quiz. So here goes!

A-Age: 46. Kristin said that she was the oldest person she'd seen participating, but I have her beat (because she's 45).

B-Bed size: Full. We have my grandparents' bedframe. I think when we purchase a new bed, we might upgrade to a queen.
C-Chore I hate: Taking out the garbage. I was traumatized when I was in college, living off-campus, and a garbage bag broke--and I saw a chicken bone covered in maggots. Yes, we were college students. I suppose it had been awhile since the garbage had been emptied!!! (Mike does this chore--thank you, sweetheart!) I also dislike cleaning plates that have been stained with runny egg yolks, and also dumping out stagnant water in the sink. Blech!

D-Dogs: I'm not really a dog person.
E-Essential start to the day: Taking a shower. People who have lived with me--from my dorm mates to my current family--know that I'm not very coherent before taking a shower. And not very friendly. :)
F-Favorite colors: Jewel tones: blue, green, purple.
G-Gold or silver: Silver

H-Height: 5 feet even
I-Instrument I play: Guitar, mandolin, violin and cello (long ago)

J-Job title: Writer/editor, proposal manager, communications manager, staffing manager (yes, I have to be very organized at work...)
K-Kids: Three entertaining boys!
L-Live: Portland, Oregon
M-Mother's name: Shirley

N-Nickname: In junior high, I was "Babyburger" (from the A&W burger family). Now I have a coworker who calls me "GG." I like it! I call her "CC."
O-Overnight hospital stays: Multiple, since birth. I was born with a cleft  lip and palate, so I had multiple surgeries from childhood on, including a couple of jaw surgeries. As an adult, I've had three c-sections...so three 3-night hospital stays each.
P-Pet peeve: Flakey people--who commit to something and don't follow through. Plus people who are disrespectful to others.  I could give you a truckload of grammatical pet peeves, but we don't want to go there. :)
Q-Quote from a movie: Drawing a blank here. I'll go with this one, from "Sense and Sensibility"--Edward, saying to Elinor: "My heart is, and always will be, yours."

R-Right or left handed? Right.

S-Sibling: A younger sister and younger brother
T-Time you wake up: around 7:00, if I'm lucky...if I"m not woken up by the kids, I could sleep until 8:00.
U-Underwear: Yes.
V-Vegetable you dislike: Raw red onions. I would usually say brussels sprouts and beets, but I like both of those if they are prepared in certain ways. Raw red onions, no thank you...this can be a problem, because they are VERY trendy.

W-What makes you run late? Kids. And thinking I can get someplace sooner than I actually can.
X-rays I've had: I've never had a broken bone, but I've had all sorts of ultrasounds and hysterosalpincograms (and such) done.

Y-Yummy food you make: I think I'm a pretty good cook--two of my specialties are spicy chicken mulligatawny and banana cake (from a recipe from the Silver Palate Cookbook)
Z-Zoo favorite animal: Sea otters (not in every zoo, but they are in the Oregon Zoo!)

So there you go, all about me, alphabetically! Now it's your turn!

3 comments:

  1. Interesting! Have never heard of a hysterosalpincogram. One of my pet peeves - restaurants that play their background music so loud that it disrupts your ability to have a conversation.

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  2. It's a lovely test where they shoot dye up your fallopian tubes and try to see if they are clear. (It's when I was having repeat miscarriages and I got put through a battery of tests.) I don't like background music that's too loud either.

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  3. Sleep till 8, eh? You're being unusually conservative...

    I didn't know that's why I get to take out the garbage. I'll have to come up with some horror stories of my own, and then the kids can do it!

    Love you.

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