Because I'm Tired Of Looking At Spreadsheets

Stolen from Alissa, who stole it from someone else. So it's OK.

[A is for age:]
24. Which is not that exciting of an age...it's not one of the milestone ages like 25. I'm so not ready for 25.

[B is for booze of choice:]
I'm a vodka girl, or a coconut rum girl. Or a martini girl.

[C is for career:]
Public Relations.

[D is for your dog's name:]
Kodiak...but he has a thousand nicknames. Dooze (see also: dooze-man, dooze-face), bubby, handsome boy, puppa...

[E is for essential items you use everyday:]
My toothbrush immediately first thing in the morning, overpriced face wash for dry skin, cell phone, iPod and XM radio, Smith's Rosebud Salve.

[F is for favorite song(s) at the moment:]
The entire Wicked soundtrack, Nothing Left To Lose--Mat Kearney, My Mistake--Michelle Featherstone.

[G is for favorite game(s):]
Uno, rummy 500, Boggle

[H is for hometown:]
Pleasant Valley, NY.

[I is for instruments you play:]
I started piano when I was five and violin in the fourth grade. I haven't really touched the violin since high school and I don't have a piano right now which is KILLING me. I'm awesome on the piano.

[J is for jam or jelly that you like:]
Straaaaaawberry.

[K is for kids?]
Not yet, but I cannot wait.

[L is for last kiss?]
Yummy.

[M is for most admired trait?]
I'm a caring and trustworthy friend.

[N is for name of your crush:]
Michael.

[O is for overnight hospital stays:]
None. Knock on wood!

[P is for phobias:]
Heights. Illness of a loved one. Not reaching my goals.

[Q is for quotes you like:]
"I still have my feet on the ground, I just wear better shoes."~ Oprah; May all your joys be pure joys and all your pain champagne."~ Um....the Food Network.

[R is for biggest regret:]
I cheated on a boyfriend out of retaliation. I was young and it was stupid, but I regret doing something so malicious when I should have been mature enough to talk about it.

[S is for sweets of your choice:]
Anything chocolate, cupcakes.

[T is for time you wake up:]
I shoot for 7 a.m. Sometimes it's 7:15. And then I'm running late.

[U is for underwear:]
I wear them.

[V is for vegetables you love:]
Peas, carrots, celery, cucumbers, baby tomatoes....mmm I want a salad!

[W is for worst habit:]
I'm a pack rat. And my "closet" (our second bedroom) is a mess.

[X is for x-rays you've had:]
Ankle, teeth.

[Y is for yummy food you make:]
I make a mean parmesan chicken, stir fry, banana bread.

[Z is for zodiac sign:]
Capricorn

ABC's

Loyal readers (all six of you,)

Thank you for letting me vent to you yesterday. I know you don't come here for woe is me. You come here for the happy! Sarcastic! Fun! So I have returned. But since this has been a draining week I'm not feeling especially creative, this post is borrowed from the lovely Amalah. Enjoy!

Admiring: How soft my hair is today.

Beating myself up about: Not getting to the gym enough.

Crying over: Ugh, you'd think I have my period. Christmas commercials, when the Grinch's heart grew three sizes (and he gets the strength of 10 Grinches plus two,) my sister.

Daydreaming about: Lying on the couch with Michael under the glow of the Christmas tree. And a grilled cheese sandwich.

Excited because: Christmas is almost here and I might have lunch with Elle on Friday.

Frustrated because: I'm short one gift and I have no idea what to get that person.

Grumpy because: Michael is getting a one-hour massage this afternoon. I'm not.

Hate-filled and seething over: The trucker that gave me the finger because I wouldn't let him into the left lane until he put his blinker on.

Indignant because: I have no chocolate and I could really use some.

Just shoot me now because: Kenny G is playing a Christmas song. ("Tell me that part about Kenny G again?"--Name that movie.)

Kidding myself regarding: not spending too much this holiday.

Listening to: Channel 79 on XM radio. All Christmas, all the time.

Mooning over: The Tacori website.

Need: A nap, a grilled cheese and some new shoes. (Yes, need.)

Obsessing over: Finding the perfect chocolate brown crocodile (faux, of course) boots.

Praying: That all the family stuff works itself out.

Questioning: My choice of jacket today.

Reading: Oh how I miss reading. I haven't read for pleasure in forever. So I guess the answer is copy that I'm editing.

Singing: Joy to the World!

Trying: Not to sing too loud at my desk.

Very: Happy I'm going out to lunch.

Wondering: Why Gilmore was a repeat last night.

X-rated action: I just flashed you.

Yawning over: Just yawning. I'm tired!

Zoinks: I have to do some work!

Tagged

I don't usually do these, but Domestic Goddess tagged me and she rocks so for her, I will.

Six weird things about you:

1. I'm right handed, but I carry my bag on my left shoulder and hold my cell phone in my left hand.

2. I love to watch operation shows but pass out when I have blood taken.

3. When I was little I used to put baby wipes over the tops of lamps and would melt plastic figurines on light bulbs. This had nothing to do with being a pyro, I just liked the way the wipes and the plastic smelled when they got warm. This didn't last long because my mom caught me and flipped out. Something about how I could burn the house down...

4. Speaking of smells, I also used to love the smell of my mom's deodorant.

5. I love cleaning under my finger nails. There's something really satisfying about it.

6. I think sometimes dinner tastes better if you're eating standing up in the kitchen.