ABC Meme

April 23, 2009 /

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I was tagged for this on Facebook, but I decided to try it here as well.  I mean, what are memes for, if not for blogging?

A – Age:43

B – Bed size: Queen

C – Chore you hate: Cleaning the bathtub

D – Dog’s name: Genevieve

E – Essential start your day item: Diet Coke for caffeine.

F – Favorite color: Green.  I love the trees and the grass and the plants of spring.

G – Gold or Silver: Gold

H – Height: 5’4″

I – Instruments you play(ed): None. 🙁

J – Job title: Currently between jobs.

K – Kid(s): 1.  Maya, age 13.

L – Living arrangements: Condo/townhouse in my hometown, with my husband and daughter.

M – Mom’s name: Joycelyn. Today would have been her 67th birthday. Sigh.

N – Nicknames: Jules

O – Overnight hospital stay other than birth:  Other than my birth?  Giving birth.  None otherwise.

P – Pet Peeve:  Really Bad Grammar.

Q – Quote from a movie: “If you can’t dress crazy as a teenager, when can you?” – Nicholas Cage, “Peggy Sue Got Married”

R – Right or left handed: Right

S – Siblings:  One brother, two sisters.

T – Time you wake up: 6:30ish am

U- Underwear:  MYOB

V – Vegetable you dislike: Cauliflower.  Unless it’s in Aloo Gobi.  Then, yum!

W – Ways you run late: Me, late?  Only if I’m dragging someone else with me.

X – X-rays you’ve had: Only teeth so far.

Y – Yummy food you make:  Pasta mostly.  And enchiladas. I make lots of yummy food.  I like food.

Z – Zoo favorite: Zoos suck. Giraffes are cool, though. I liked the giraffes at the Honolulu zoo.

6 Comments

  • Bookfool, aka Nancy

    April 24, 2009 at 5:45 pm

    Oh, so sorry about your mother. I was just lamenting the fact that Mother’s Day ads are driving me crazy on Twitter, today, and I got a wonderful suggestion from author Elise Blackwell (soon to be published by Unbridled Books). Last year, after my mom’s funeral I planted a clematis in my mother’s memory because she adored her purple clematis. Elise suggested doing something in her memory for Mother’s Day to turn the occasion into a positive one. I don’t know why I hadn’t thought of that, but now I’m planning to plant something new on Mother’s Day, every year. She did love her garden. Isn’t that a great idea?

    As a side note, the purple clematis bloomed for the first time, this year, on the anniversary of her death. How cool is that? Hugs to you. Birthdays are a sore reminder of how we longed to see our parents grow old. Both of mine are gone, now.