Thanks, BB , for the meme.
Oh hell. Sometimes, you have to give yourself permission to jump on the bandwagon. Permission granted.
accent: None really, but sometimes southern. You can hear it in words such as y’all and Norfolk (Naaw-fuk).
booze: Not nearly enough! I’m not a drinker but I do like a good chocolate martini now and then. And champagne! It's not just for weddings.
chore I hate: Folding laundry. Picking up toys for the millionth time.
dogs/cats: None. I’m allergic to dogs, which is a great sadness to me. My mom never wanted a dog but my dad and I did. She said that once I moved out she would buy one for me, but then I developed an allergy in my 20s. Drat. Denied yet again!
essential electronics: My iPod saved my life. I kid you not.
favorite perfume/cologne: Peony, a discontinued cologne by Banana Republic.
gold/silver: Gold, of course.
hometown: Naaw-fuk, Virginia
insomnia: My daughter tries repeatedly to turn me into an insomniac, but not yet.
job title: Writer/Editor. Poet. Queen of the Universe. Player to Be Named Later.
kids: Alex 2.5 and Ella 10 mos.
living arrangements: A split-level house on a tree-lined street with aforementioned kids and husband. Would like to buy a vacation house in Virginia Beach someday.
most admired trait: At work, I’m known as the person who likes to organize parties. It’s one of those talents that I wasn’t hired for, but my coworkers understand the value of community. At home, I give great hugs.
number of sexual partners: 6, I think.
overnight hospital stays: 2 C-Sections—don’t get me started!
phobia: None. I am fearless. (No, that’s not true. I have a fear of failure.)
quote: “A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds.” Ralph Waldo Emerson
religion: Lapsed Catholic.
siblings: None. I broke the mold.
time I usually wake up: Ella, the human alarm clock, wakes me up around 4:45 a.m. to eat. That’s fine because I’m up by 5 a.m. to get ready for work.
unusual talent: In this day and age, writing and understanding poetic forms is an ususual talent.
vegetable I refuse to eat: Hmmm. I refuse to eat raw onions. In the words of my son, “that’s yucky.” I do eat cooked onions, however.
worst habit: I like to pull the dead, flaky skin from my lips. There, I said it!
x-rays: X-ray to the soul? Always! Also, due for my first mammogram later this year.
yummy foods I make: Sweet potatoes. Braised chicken. Cupcakes. Fried chicken. Shrimp scampi. Cheesy corn chowder (chowda!). Crabcakes—the key to a good crabcake is to use lumped crabmeat, and take it easy on the breading.
zodiac sign: Aquarius, baby! Born in the year of the cock.
Peeves: Litterers. Credit cards and the amount of personal debt people carry and think is acceptable. Living without purpose. Dubya. When my husband uses my bath towel and doesn’t replace it (get your own towel!). Marketing to kids under age 10. Cow logic (following the herd). Being part of the problem instead of the solution.
Passions: Red Sox. Chocolate ice cream. iPod. Law and Order: SVU. Red Sox. Laughter. A damn good crabcake. Friends and family. Tiger lilies. A cup of hot tea with lemon and 6 sugars at the beginning and end of the day. The Chick-fil-a sandwich. Well-written blog posts. Did I mention the Red Sox?
So now you know!