Because I have been so busy with real life and completely neglected this blog o’ mine and I still don’t have anything worthwhile to say, here is a meme I pilfered from The Mighty Tuning Spork:
WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?
A student in my mom’s first class – not that she was particularly special, but my mom just really liked the name. Besides, she had to save me from what my father wanted to name me – Marcia. Marcia Marcia Marcia… I prefer my name.
WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?
This past Friday night. I blame it on the IVF hormones. Actually, I started thinking about my grandmother, but the excess hormones didn’t help either.
DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?
Not anymore. I used to, but now I spend so much time typing that my handwriting has gone to pot. I may need to break out the old fashion bound journal. (And I used to have such perfect catholic school girl handwriting…)
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?
Smoked ham or grilled chicken – it’s a mood thing.
DO YOU HAVE KIDS?
No, but not for lack of trying
IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?
Nah, too moody. Honestly, I don’t know how the hubster deals with it. I never realized that I was so high maintenance.
DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT?
/sarcasm on
No, never.
/sarcasm off
DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?
Nope, lost them when I was three. Actually, I didn’t lose them – they were yanked mercilessly from my throat.
WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?
Yes. In a heartbeat.
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?
Today – Special K with red berries. Next week, who knows? I’m a fickle thing.
DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?
Nope. Too lazy.
DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG?
Define strong…
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM?
Ben and Jerry’s Oatmeal Cookie Chunk. It’s a good thing I have such an aversion to giving Ben and Jerry my hard earned cash or I would be 500 pounds right now.
WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?
Their eyes and whether or not they will look in mine when talking to me. Nothing is more annoying than having someone talk at you and either look everywhere but you (which my sister in law does – though she is getting better) or some ass hat that talks to my boobs. (They are not that spectacular nor that distracting… really.)
RED OR PINK?
Blue. So there
WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF?
I cry at the drop of a Kleenex commercial. It’s pathetic, really. If I even try to fight back the tears, it just makes it worse.
WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?
Right now – hubster. When I am with him and I miss someone, well, it’s my grandmother.
WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?
Jeans – faded blue. Slide sneakers – white with blue stripes.
WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?
Oreo. It’s a thing
WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?
The sound of the air processors rattling.
IF YOU WHERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?
Puce. Just cause I like the name.
FAVORITE SMELLS?
Vanilla, fresh asphalt, dead leaves and yes, I admit it… I love the smell of patchouli. As long as it’s not covering up someone’s body odor that is…
WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?
Bitchy receptionist at a doctor’s office. Grrr.
FAVORITE SPORTS?
To watch – Hockey, though I don’t do enough of it.
To do – swimming. I could have been somebody, I could have been a contender.
Ok, not really.
HAIR COLOR?
Natural? Or current?
Natural: Really dark brown, I think – at least that’s how my roots look when they grow in.
Current: Fairly dark brown with reddish highlights.
EYE COLOR?
Blue/grey
DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?
Hells no. Sticking foreign objects into an organ I need to see with never sounds like a very smart idea. Besides, the mere thought of anything coming near my eyes wigs me out. That freakin’ glaucoma test? It gives me nightmares – it’s a thing…
FAVORITE FOOD?
SUGAR!!!! SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR!!!!!!!! I need to stop eating these oreos…. Sorry about that.
SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?
Scary movies with happy endings. I’m just difficult like that. Or rather not last ditch effort to make you jump out of your seat endings. Those are totally lame. I like the way “The Others” ended.
LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?
New movie: Eragon – it didn’t suck as much as I thought it would
Old movie: Strange Days – hubster likes it a helluva lot better than I do. I cannot tolerate Juliette Lewis’s acting. Nothing personal, but her voice just annoys the shit out of me.
WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?
Light blue
SUMMER OR WINTER?
Autumn – always a crowd pleaser.
HUGS OR KISSES?
Why is this an either or question? Both dammit… except for those fake assed air kisses that most of our relations give me… that’s just such bullshit.
FAVORITE DESSERT?
Anything that has chocolate as an ingredient.
MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND?
Not sending this to anyone
LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND?
See above
WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?
Lasher by Anne Rice, I have no idea why. It’s like I am rolling my eyes while reading every single page, yet I can’t look away. I cannot for the life of me understand why everyone was all ga-ga over Anne Rice a few years back. Ok, perhaps that is unfair, because I did enjoy “The Witching Hour” despite some idiot reviewer saying that she was better than Stephen King. Pah! Whatever! Apples to Oranges people…
I could go on all day, but I do have work to do.
WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?
My mouse. Who is buried in Grant’s tomb?
WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON T.V. LAST NIGHT?
The flipping of channels. Then I re-watched an episode of Heroes on the DVR
FAVORITE SOUND?
Wind chimes, rain, next door neighbor’s fountain, ocean waves crashing on the shore and the skittering of dried leaves across the pavement.
ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?
Rush.
WHAT IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME?
Rome, Italy.
DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT?
Not that I have discovered – unless you mean the ability to annoy people in .002 seconds. It’s a gift.
WHERE WERE YOU BORN?
Rottenchester, NY.
WHOSE ANSWERS ARE YOU LOOKING FORWARD TO GETTING BACK?
Didn’t I already say that I am not mailing this to anyone?
In the more personal news:
Survived another round of IVF injections – again the results are negative. No big deal. It wouldn’t be so depressing if the side affects of the drugs weren’t so sucky. Seriously, I can’t stand myself when I am PMSing which in the normal cycle lasts about 24 hours tops. When taking all these drugs, it’s like PMSing for a month. Poor hubster…
Perhaps I should say he survived.
The Shadow monster gave me a heart attack last Wednesday. I woke up at night to a thudding noise and decided to get out of bed when I heard this continuous weird scratching sound. At first I thought it was a cat playing with a piece of plastic. I crawled out of bed to take it away from them as I was afraid it one of them would choke on it. (They aren’t that bright sometimes, don’tcha know?) I get to my bedroom door when I see the big fluffy kitty sniffing something at the bottom of the attic stairs. It was rather dark in the hallway and I could only tell which cat it was by the exception girth. (She’s not fat, she’s just fluffy – ok, and maybe a little pudgy.) I turned on the hall light and she boogied out of there like her tail was on fire. Perhaps she was afraid she would get blamed for the sight that now laid before me at the bottom of the attic stairs… my little black no longer nuclear kitty, twitching (that was the weird scratching sound.)
As I have never had the privilege of seeing an epileptic having a seizure, I completely wigged out. I dropped down to my knees screaming the hubster’s name in between panicked calls to the now floppy kitty in front of me. She was completely non-responsive. I tried to figure out if she was in death throws because all I could think is that she had fallen down the stairs and snapped her neck and she was dead but still twitchy.
Hubster finally heard me over the music in his headphones and came downstairs. He stayed with her while grabbed the phone to call the emergency animal hospital and listened while I recounted the story to the very nice patient lady on the phone. As she was busy giving me the run-down on the emergency hospitals policies, Shadow stopped twitching, got up and started to walk around. We told the nice lady that we were going to keep an eye on her for awhile before deciding whether or not we were going to take her in.
We followed her around for about a half hour and came to the decision that she just had a seizure and seemed fine. We took her to the vet the next day and had the blood tests run looking for specific anomalies and markers to try and figure out why Shadow seized. She is too old for just becoming epileptic. Well, all the tests came back fine which mean either 1 – she is fine and that was just a weird incident or 2 – she has a brain tumor – which is apparently fairly common in older cats. The only way to be absolutely sure is to pay a small fortune for an MRI. I don’t think so.
I love my kitty, and we have already spent a small fortune on her with the nuking and the fact that she will be on some sort of thyroid replacement drug for the rest of her life. (Which at this point cannot be any longer than 5 years) But I cannot see spending another grand on her when there are college bills and IVF bills and a car loan and a mortgage to be paid. We will watch and wait. But it makes me sad to think that our time is so very limited. But it is still more time than what I thought we had last Wednesday night.
And now onto the last Oreo. MMMMMMMMMMMM… transfatty goodness!