Okay, I'll play. I have been seeing this ABC's thing floating around the blogs for a while, now. I thought I would get in on the fun, tho to be honest, I don't know how much new information I will be imparting, the way I spill my guts, around here. lol
Bed size: Queen... Of course! :D
Chore you hate: Washing dishes! Thank heaven for my dishwasher!
Dogs: One. Sabryna, our sweet Aussie cross.
Essential start of your day: Coffee! Without it, I am brain dead, bleary and unable to function.
Fave color: Blue.
Gold or silver: I am a gold girl. :D
Height: 5'7" I wish I were tall like a model. :P
Instruments I play: None. I am, alas, talentless... *weep*
Job title: Mad Housewife.
Kids: One grown son. And no... There will be no more! I am done. :D
Live: Prescott, Arizona.
Mom’s name: Letitia. Everyone calls her Tish.
Nicknames: Shermie, Khardo, Bitch.
Overnight hospital stays: A couple. When I had my son and when I had surgery.
Pet peeve: Rude people! Good Lord, when did it become socially acceptable for everyone to be so rude?
Quote from a movie: "Release the Kraken!" ~~ Clash of the Titans
Right or left handed: Right.
Siblings: Lots. I am the second eldest of seven.
Time you wake up: six-ish in weekdays, I have been sleeping a little later on weekends, lately.
Underwear: 100% cotton granny panties. They are soft, cool and comfortable. When it comes to my undercarriage, comfort is of the utmost importance. :D
Veg you dislike: Eggplant. And broccoli, lately. I recently made myself sick on it and now I can't stand it.
What makes you run late: Nothing. I am so prompt it is annoying.
X-rays you have had done: Teeth, skull, wrist, elbow, chest, spine. That is all I can think of...
Yummy food you make: Sauteed shrimp in an onion, garlic, soy glaze. (Still working on perfecting the recipe. It is a delicious process.) :D
Zoo Animal, favorite: Never been to a zoo.
Well, that was more fun than a bag full of cats, don't you think? If you haven't done this yet, what are you waiting for? Spill your guts. :D
In other news, my ankle hurts! Ow! It isn't "Oh, noes! I need a doc!" sore, just a little unhappy. I'll live. It is a nice morning and I would really love to get out and have a little fun, today. Except for my walk, I have been cooped up and I have cabin fever. Big time.
Tomorrow is Willy Dog's Birthday so I cooked sausages and eggs for him and Pookey. I don't cook like that for brekkie, often. I had oatmeal and coffee. Usually, the smell of sausage gets my tummy rumbling, my mouth watering and my mental I want it! all going but this morning? Nothing. They didn't even smell good to me. I had no desire to try to fit "just one" into my day. Happiness is being over your sausage thing. :D
Something else I realised; when I was out for my walk, yesterday, after my run I was breathing hard, as expected. And for a minute I thought that I didn't like breathing like that. That it was uncomfortable and a little scary. Then it hit me... I used to breathe like that just walking a short distance, or getting up my stairs or taking my usual walk at the lake. I used to breathe so hard that I would be in fear that my lungs would burst, all the time. I no longer do and it is a little disconcerting to breathe that way.
Why do people act like idiots on game shows?