I'm planning to have the top done by the first part of next week. Please stay tuned.
Anyway, meme. A to Z, which just refers to the alphabet and not everything you ever wanted to know, because, well, that's what Facebook is for, right? Not that I'd know. I'm one of those relics who doesn't have a Facebook page.
Age: "I am every age that I have ever been." ~Madeleine L'Engle
Bed size: Queen (and all mine!)
Chore that you hate: Cleaning the tub/shower, followed closely by floors.
Dogs: Dogs are great. I just don't like to hear them barking nonstop (see Pet Peeve).
Essential start to your day: The internet.
Favorite color: Teal blue and peacock blue. I guess that's two, but they're pretty close.
Gold or Silver: Gold, but silver is nice too. I'm not that much of a jewelry wearer anymore, but I admire it on others.
Height: 6'2-3/4" (which I reserve the right to round down to 6'2").
Instruments you play: Piano and guitar, although not regularly anymore. Someone once told me that playing an instrument was like walking up an escalator that's going down—you've got to keep at it to get anywhere. So true of many things.
Job title: I peck out a living. Okay, that's a description not a title. So I'm a pecker? No, that doesn't sound right.
Kids: One lovely, young adult daughter.
Live: In a house. On a street. In a town. Sounds like the voiceover for a movie trailer, doesn't it?
Mother's name: A rather unique one that rhymed with three of her four sisters. She didn't use her first name either, just the initial.
Nicknames: As if I'd tell!
Overnight hospital stays: One or two as a child, and another for a C-section.
Pet peeve: Sounds that show no sign of ending soon: Incessant barking, snoring, colicky babies, blatherers, trance music, repetitive electronica, and Enya, to name a few. Also, over-the-top action sequences in movies; I tend to zone out.
Quote from a movie: "That rug really tied the room together." ~The Big Lebowski
Right or left handed: Right.
Siblings: One older sister, two younger brothers. I am a middle child.
Time you wake up: When peeing seems like an important thing to do.
Underwear: You betcha.
Vegetable you hate: I would say that although I don't hate them, radishes do not particularly like me.
What makes you run late: I am pretty punctual, but when I'm late it's due to my own lollygagging.
X-Rays you've had: Head, teeth, chest, hands, pelvis, kidneys-ureter-bladder, lumbar spine, knees. The least fun was the pelvic after a long labor and hours of pushing. I may or may not have arm-wrestled a nurse in an effort to hold someone's hand. You try holding still when everything in you is contracting. Breathe, my butt. Thankfully, this proved the necessity for a C-section. And I have never looked forward to general anesthesia so much.
Yummy food that you make: Most everything. Except those blueberry scones I made recently.
Zoo animal: Big cats—lions, tigers, pumas, leopards, etc. But not when I recurrently dream about them in my house, and they're acting like they own the place. I'm sure there's some deeper meaning there, but I don't know what it is!
If this isn't already TMI, ask me a burning question in the comments and I'll try to answer it (within reason, of course). And feel free to borrow the meme!