{"id":468,"date":"2006-04-26T11:48:00","date_gmt":"2006-04-26T11:48:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/?p=468"},"modified":"2006-04-26T11:48:00","modified_gmt":"2006-04-26T11:48:00","slug":"the-abcs-of-meme","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/2006\/04\/26\/the-abcs-of-meme\/","title":{"rendered":"The ABCs of Me(me)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Oh look, it&#8217;s another meme from <a href=\"http:\/\/phantomscribbler.blogspot.com\/2006\/04\/b-c-easy-as-1-2-3.html\">Phantom Scribbler<\/a>.  Plus, I got tagged by Ren\u00c3\u00a9e of <a href=\"http:\/\/frogola.blogspot.com\">Froggie Mom<\/a> on the &#8216;weird facts about me&#8217; meme, and these two dovetailed nicely.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Accent<\/strong>:  Not that I know of, but when I first moved here I was told I had a Toronto accent.  Eh?<\/p>\n<p><strong>Booze<\/strong>:  Not usually.  I&#8217;ll have a glass of wine or a beer on the odd social occasion, but alcohol is a big migraine trigger for me, and a three-day hangover is rarely worth it.  My brother is slowly educating me on the world of good red wines.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Chore I hate<\/strong>:  washing lettuce.  (Really, I despise washing lettuce.  Don&#8217;t mind washing peppers, or cukes, or whatever, but I really hate washing lettuce.)  Cleaning the backyard of <a href=\"http:\/\/momm-eh.blogspot.com\/2005\/04\/poop-dogs-and-other-rites-of-spring.html\">poop-dogs <\/a>in the spring.  Ironing.  Making the bed.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Dog or cat:<\/strong>  yes.  One of each.  I am admittedly a dog person, and not nearly so cruel to my pets as <a href=\"http:\/\/www.haloscan.com\/comments\/mothership\/114579361445829771\/#130870\">some people <\/a>might have you believe.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Essential electronics<\/strong>:  laptop.  TV.  Coffe maker.  Hairdryer.  Simon&#8217;s CD player for lullabyes.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Favorite cologne(s):<\/strong>  eau de fresh-washed preschooler (tied for first with eau de fresh-washed Beloved).<br \/><strong><\/strong><br \/><strong>Gold or silver:<\/strong>  yes please.  Rubies and diamonds, too.  (My wedding rings are white gold with yellow gold detail, and my heirloom ring from my mother is white gold with a ruby.)  But silver looks nice on me, too, especially in the summer.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Hometown<\/strong>:  I was born in London, Ontario but after 18 years I guess I now call Ottawa home.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Insomnia<\/strong>: Sometimes. But not lately.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Job title<\/strong>: Senior communications advisor. <\/p>\n<p><strong>Kids<\/strong>:  Yep.  Two now, maybe more by this time next year???<\/p>\n<p><strong>Living arrangements<\/strong>:  nuclear family with grandparents the perfect distance of a 20-minute walk away.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Most admirable trait<\/strong>:  Infernal optimist.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Number of sexual partners<\/strong>:  You really want to know?  This is personal stuff &#8211; promise you won&#8217;t think me a tramp, okay?  Three.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Overnight hospital stays<\/strong>:  Two, one for each baby.  Two nights for Tristan, one for Simon.  Trips to the ER?  Countless.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Phobias<\/strong>:  This could be a whole post unto itself.  Executive summary:  things that grow (weeds, some more than others), things that rot (mould), things with wings or more than four legs (insects &#8211; again, some more than others; spiders are fine, but junebugs terrify me), things that go bump in the night, inanimate objects coming to life, lightswitches that don&#8217;t work&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Quote<\/strong>:   &#8220;My theory on housework is, if the item doesn&#8217;t multiply, smell, catch fire, or block the refrigerator door, let it be. No one else cares. Why should you?&#8221;  (Erma Bombeck)<\/p>\n<p><strong>Religion<\/strong>: Recovering Catholic.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Siblings<\/strong>: One brother, five years younger and six inches taller than me.  <\/p>\n<p><strong>Time I wake up<\/strong>: Between five-thirty and six.  Big improvements since <a href=\"http:\/\/momm-eh.blogspot.com\/2006\/03\/im-dreaming-of-daylight-savings.html\">daylight savings <\/a>time, so much so I&#8217;m reluctant to see it in type!!<\/p>\n<p><strong>Unusual talent or skill<\/strong>: I can clap with one hand.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Vegetable I refuse to eat<\/strong>: Hmmm, nothing comes to mind.  There are plenty of which I&#8217;m not overly fond, but I don&#8217;t think I&#8217;d outright refuse to eat any vegetable.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Worst habit<\/strong>:  I leave things wherever I happen to be when I lose interest in them or get distracted by something else (as opposed to putting them away), and then become pathologically oblivious to them.  I also hate clutter.  This is a very bad combination.<\/p>\n<p><strong>X-rays<\/strong>: Teeth.  Lungs for pneumonia.  CAT scan for headaches when I was a teen.  Probably various limbs during trips to the ER when I was a kid, but nothing stands out in my memory.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Yummy foods I make<\/strong>:  Guacamole (my mother and Simon fight over it).  Chicken fajitas on the barbeque.  Peppered steak brochettes with grilled veggies.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Zodiac sign<\/strong>:  If you&#8217;ve read more than three of my posts, this is almost as obvious as the question about how many kids I have.  Leo, of course.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Oh look, it&#8217;s another meme from Phantom Scribbler. Plus, I got tagged by Ren\u00c3\u00a9e of Froggie Mom on the &#8216;weird facts about me&#8217; meme, and these two dovetailed nicely. Accent: Not that I know of, but when I first moved here I was told I had a Toronto accent. Eh? Booze: Not usually. I&#8217;ll have &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/2006\/04\/26\/the-abcs-of-meme\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;The ABCs of Me(me)&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-468","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/468","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=468"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/468\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=468"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=468"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=468"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}