I was tagged on Facebook many times, and finally gave in. Here is my list:
1. Coffee is an elixir of the Gods. Red wine is a very close second.
2. My first love was named Annie. She was a grey pony who was wider than she was tall.
3. My second love will remain unnamed, but he was taller than he was wide.
4. My son did not have a name for four days after he was born. Had my in-laws not shown up to the hospital when they did, there is a good chance we would have let him pick his own name when he was a toddler and he would now be called Juice Box. So I am glad we ended up selecting Ethan, although Juice Box [Last Name Deleted] would be an awesome name to say on ESPN.
5. I try to practice “good enough” mothering and hope for the best. For example, I refused to child-proof my toilets. And I am happy to report that despite my cavalier attitude toward the dangers of modern plumbing, Ethan has never once had a near-drowning experience while attempting to tinkle.
6. Which reminds me, I have my own dramatic near-drowning story: North Shore, Hawaii. November and two-story waves and lifeguard warnings. I survived. Had it been a toilet, however, instead of the ocean? Well, I shudder to think ...
7. I love me some potato products. Atkins did not work out for me for this reason.
8. I was a vegetarian for seven years, until one night when my college roommate convinced me that I wanted a hot dog. I never looked back.
9. I was thisclose to entering a Psychology PhD program but ended up in law school after flipping a coin – fewer years in school, higher projected starting salaries – what can I say? I like to shop … oh, and help the disenfranchised with my legal talents. That too.
10. I have had the pleasure of the full complement of rabies antiserum due to an unfortunate stray cat adoption gone wrong. If you ever see me foaming at the mouth, I suggest you call Animal Control.
11. I did not change my name when I got married. I tried to hyphenate but it did not stick.
12. I tend to give people the benefit of the doubt when I first meet them. I think people are, in general, good, and for the most part, nice. Unless said person has ever dated my husband. Because then I will automatically and arbitrarily determine that they are a troll-faced hooker who hates puppies and rainbows.
13. I can type the words craniotomy, subependymoma, syringomyelia and meningioma without having to spell check. Though I wish this was knowledge I did not have, I am grateful I can still type those – and other – words.
14. I hold it together pretty well, except when I don’t. And then I fake it.
15. When shopping, I am drawn to anything metallic, animal print, or painfully shiny. There must be a trashtastic fifty-three-year-old cocktail waitress alter-ego inside of me that wants to come out. Or it might be the rabies.
16. I am better on paper. Despite the rigors of Socratic training (or perhaps because of it), public speaking makes me nervous.
17. My closest friend in the world has been my best friend since I was four. We used to eat paste together and now she is a surgeon at Harvard. We have only had one major disagreement in thirty-some years and that was over a riding helmet when we were eleven. She won. I am still a little bitter.
18. My dad double-majored in theology/biology and seriously considered becoming a Catholic priest. Now he is a dentist. I feel like that option worked out much better for me and my younger brother.
19. My favorite food is lobster. Childhood summers in Maine mean that my favorite food is lobster that was caught one hour before and is still damp from the ocean when it goes into the pot. And, no, they do not scream when you cook them. (But ... my husband ... he does scream when we get the restaurant tab and I have ordered lobster. Ba-da-bump! Don't forget to tip your waiter and try the veal!)
20. I like peonies (pink) and ponies (dark bay, four white socks and a blaze).
21. A big regret? Not moving to California after college. Sunshine and the beach may have made law school that much better … but probably not.
22. I find writing on my blog entertaining and therapeutic. Many people have told me they enjoy reading it and that I should consider writing a book. Hey - I just had a crazy idea! Maybe I should write a book?!
23. The perfect martini – Dirty. Grey Goose. Extra olives. Blue cheese. YES!
24. The best sound on the planet? My son’s laughter.
25. If there was one thing I would like people to say about me, it would be that I care about other people and that I am kind. Or, that I have a really nice ass. Your pick.
1. Coffee is an elixir of the Gods. Red wine is a very close second.
2. My first love was named Annie. She was a grey pony who was wider than she was tall.
3. My second love will remain unnamed, but he was taller than he was wide.
4. My son did not have a name for four days after he was born. Had my in-laws not shown up to the hospital when they did, there is a good chance we would have let him pick his own name when he was a toddler and he would now be called Juice Box. So I am glad we ended up selecting Ethan, although Juice Box [Last Name Deleted] would be an awesome name to say on ESPN.
5. I try to practice “good enough” mothering and hope for the best. For example, I refused to child-proof my toilets. And I am happy to report that despite my cavalier attitude toward the dangers of modern plumbing, Ethan has never once had a near-drowning experience while attempting to tinkle.
6. Which reminds me, I have my own dramatic near-drowning story: North Shore, Hawaii. November and two-story waves and lifeguard warnings. I survived. Had it been a toilet, however, instead of the ocean? Well, I shudder to think ...
7. I love me some potato products. Atkins did not work out for me for this reason.
8. I was a vegetarian for seven years, until one night when my college roommate convinced me that I wanted a hot dog. I never looked back.
9. I was thisclose to entering a Psychology PhD program but ended up in law school after flipping a coin – fewer years in school, higher projected starting salaries – what can I say? I like to shop … oh, and help the disenfranchised with my legal talents. That too.
10. I have had the pleasure of the full complement of rabies antiserum due to an unfortunate stray cat adoption gone wrong. If you ever see me foaming at the mouth, I suggest you call Animal Control.
11. I did not change my name when I got married. I tried to hyphenate but it did not stick.
12. I tend to give people the benefit of the doubt when I first meet them. I think people are, in general, good, and for the most part, nice. Unless said person has ever dated my husband. Because then I will automatically and arbitrarily determine that they are a troll-faced hooker who hates puppies and rainbows.
13. I can type the words craniotomy, subependymoma, syringomyelia and meningioma without having to spell check. Though I wish this was knowledge I did not have, I am grateful I can still type those – and other – words.
14. I hold it together pretty well, except when I don’t. And then I fake it.
15. When shopping, I am drawn to anything metallic, animal print, or painfully shiny. There must be a trashtastic fifty-three-year-old cocktail waitress alter-ego inside of me that wants to come out. Or it might be the rabies.
16. I am better on paper. Despite the rigors of Socratic training (or perhaps because of it), public speaking makes me nervous.
17. My closest friend in the world has been my best friend since I was four. We used to eat paste together and now she is a surgeon at Harvard. We have only had one major disagreement in thirty-some years and that was over a riding helmet when we were eleven. She won. I am still a little bitter.
18. My dad double-majored in theology/biology and seriously considered becoming a Catholic priest. Now he is a dentist. I feel like that option worked out much better for me and my younger brother.
19. My favorite food is lobster. Childhood summers in Maine mean that my favorite food is lobster that was caught one hour before and is still damp from the ocean when it goes into the pot. And, no, they do not scream when you cook them. (But ... my husband ... he does scream when we get the restaurant tab and I have ordered lobster. Ba-da-bump! Don't forget to tip your waiter and try the veal!)
20. I like peonies (pink) and ponies (dark bay, four white socks and a blaze).
21. A big regret? Not moving to California after college. Sunshine and the beach may have made law school that much better … but probably not.
22. I find writing on my blog entertaining and therapeutic. Many people have told me they enjoy reading it and that I should consider writing a book. Hey - I just had a crazy idea! Maybe I should write a book?!
23. The perfect martini – Dirty. Grey Goose. Extra olives. Blue cheese. YES!
24. The best sound on the planet? My son’s laughter.
25. If there was one thing I would like people to say about me, it would be that I care about other people and that I am kind. Or, that I have a really nice ass. Your pick.
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This doesn't count as a blog. Do I have to impose an official weekly (daily?) blog schedule?
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