A. Age: 30 (thirty and flirty and thriving, thirty and flirty and thriving, thirty and flirty and thriving…) I told someone I was 16 about 4 years ago without thinking. Then I had a parallel universe freak-out. God, you couldn’t pay me to be 16 again.
B. Bed size: Queen. Though I move so little in my sleep I’m more than ok with a twin.
C. Chores you dislike: Laundry. Washing, folding, putting away…pretty much all of it. I now drop off my laundry at this little place on top of the hill and pick it up all folded and clean. I still have to put it away, though. I know, it’s good to have first world problems.
D. Dogs: His name is Sparrow. Or monsier le Chien. He’s my lovey.
E. Essential start to your day: Coffee. Coffee coffee coffee. Coffee? Coffee!
F. Favourite colour: I’m just like my grandmother. I like any color, so long as it’s red.
G. Gold or silver: Yes. With diamonds, please!
H. Height: Medical height or stage height? I think my doctor says Im 5’8″ and 1/2, but I say I’m 5’9″, and it’s not the first time the medical establishment has been dead wrong.
I. Instruments you play(ed): I once tried to play flute, but then I lost my instruction book. Then I tried to learn guitar, and the one Smashing Pumpkins song I taught to my little brother started him down the road to being a seriously kick-butt musician. I like to pretend that when he plays that i do play an instrument to some extent, through him. I have a rich fantasy life.
J. Job title: Officially, I am a Marketing Specialist. On the side, I’m a photographer, artist, designer…
K. Kids: Where? Not here, surely. Why are you in my house, kids? Go away. Oh, you’re my nephew? Which number are you? Um, yes. I love you! Here, have a book!
L. Live: Yes. Hard to do a blog when you’re dead. In the case that this question means where do you live: I live on a blue boat in a windy canal where there are otters and herons and a little dog named Captain Jack Sparrow. Apparently I live in a children’s book, only with more debt and taxes and fewer rainbows and unicorns. I’d like to have a unicorn, but I can’t imagine he’d be very happy on a boat.
M. Mom’s name: Marie the Beautiful
N. Nicknames: I don’t really like nicknames, so I generally go by Vanessa. My nieces and nephews call me Aunt Nessa, and I have a couple of friends that call me Nessa because of that. My french teacher calls me Victoire. I like that.
O. Overnight hospital stays: Once for kindney infection and stones and another time for kidney / bladder surgery.
P. Pet peeves: I have a lot of them:
People who cut you off in traffic and then slow down in the left lane, going 60 in a 60.
People in Seattle who constantly complain about the rain. (YOU LIVE IN SEATTLE. LEARN TO DEAL.)
People who say they don’t like a food they have never tried and then refuse to try it.
Q. Quote from a movie: “Most girls’ plan is to meet a guy, fall in love, have a baby. But I don’t know if I have what it take for everybody’s regular plan.” (from How do you know)
R. Righty or lefty: Righty, but I always thought that was odd. I feel like a lefty.
S. Siblings: 2 sisters, 3 brothers, 3 sisters-in-law, 2 brothers-in-law, and a Douglas (not in a pear tree, as far as I know).
T. Time you wake up: Ungodly. Seriously. My alarm goes off at 5 or 5;30 every weekday and my dog sings me awake by 7:30 on weekends. Ugh.
U: Underwear: I love lingerie. Underwear are fun.
V. Vegetables you don’t like: Nope.
W. What makes you run late: The internet. It sucks me in. (Case in point: this list.)
X. X-Rays you’ve had: Collarbone when I was 5, which I broke by swinging from the rafters of the barn and dropping into a pile of hay…bales.
Y. Yummy food you make: Coq au vin. Oatmeal crispies. Lomo Tartine.
Z. Zoo animal favorites: I hate zoos. They depress the crap out of me. However, the Woodland Park zoo in Seattle takes injured animals that couldn’t live on their own, so Im more ok with them… and their irresistible baby ocelot.
And because every post is better with an image, here’s Scoutie: