I found this meme on Barbara’s Stray Thoughts and decided to borrow it. Feel free to join and let me know if you do. I’d like to see yours!
The ABCs of Me
Accent: Almost twenty years ago people used to say they thought I was from the Chicago suburbs. Now I have more of a lazy Southern-Midwest drawl.
Breakfast or no breakfast: Not often. Two mugs of coffee with creamer usually do it, although sometimes I will have some small protein.
Chore I don’t care for: You mean people like chores?
Dog or Cat: Both. One dog—Liberty (Libby) and one cat—Sidney.
Essential Electronics: My computer, my camera, my Nintendo DS Lite.
Favorite Cologne: Poison, Blue, Obsession, Opium
Gold or Silver: Silver if I have to pick—but I prefer mixed metals--brushed nickle, bronze, copper.
Handbag I carry most often: I’ve gone through a series of “cheapies.” Hopefully this fall I will find one “nice” one I love. I carried a Coach for years. I don’t like changing purses.
Insomnia: Often. Recently insomnia has been accompanied by hot flashes alternating with moments of freezing.
Job Title: Neither fish, nor fowl, nor good red herring, otherwise known as multitasking Mommy.
Kids: Two sons, Roo and Boo, ages almost 8 and nearing 11.
Living Arrangements: Duplex, Midwest suburb, Hubby works from home unless he is on the road.
Most Admirable Trait: Dogged determination.
Naughtiest Childhood Behavior: Thinking the world revolved around me.
Overnight hospital stays: When I was born, two for C-sections and one after a car accident.
Phobias: Severely claustrophobic, mildly agoraphobic
Quote: Joy is the great note all through the Bible. We have the notion of joy that arises from good spirits or good health, but the miracle of the joy of God has nothing to do with a man’s life or his circumstances or the condition he is in. Jesus does not come to a man and say “Cheer up.” He plants within a man the miracle of the joy of God’s own nature. –Oswald Chambers
Reason to smile: This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope. It is of the LORD's mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness. The LORD is my portion, saith my soul; therefore will I hope in him. The LORD is good unto them that wait for him, to the soul that seeketh him. Lamentations 3:21-25
Siblings: One sister, four and a half years younger.
Time I wake up: Depends on how late I stay up.
Unusual Talent or Skill: Fairly crafty (although unable to master knitting) and often able to cook something if I’ve tasted it at a restaurant without a recipe—sometimes it takes a try or two.
Vegetable I Refuse to Eat: Rutabagas
Worst Habit: Losing focus
X-rays: a few—once when I broke my elbow, once to see if I broke my back (thankfully it wasn’t), and after a car accident—of course there’ve been countless dental x-rays
Yummy Stuff: Chocolate, coffee, merlot, bread, cheesecake
Zoo Animal I Like Most: I love Okapis, followed closely by Tree Kangaroos, Red Pandas and Tapirs.
What is your alphabet meme like?
This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope. It is of the Lord’s mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every moring: great is thy faithfulness. The Lord is my portion saith my soul: therefore will I hope in him. The Lord is good unto them that wait for Him, to the soul that seeketh him. It is good that a man should both hope and quietly wait for the salvation of the LORD. Lamentations 3: 21-26