From Pamela:
Accent: none, they say Pacific Northwesterners have "no accent" (except that we say "Warsh-ing-ton.")
Booze: vodka, cointreau, lime, a little fruit juice, shaken with ice, poured up in a chilled glass.
Chore I hate: ironing
Dogs/cats: nada
Essential electronics: PDA with Scrabble
Favorite perfume/cologne: None please, I like a man to be a natural man
Gold/silver: matching gold wedding bands
Hometown: Seattle, WA
Insomnia: Nope
Job title: Family Practice Doc, Community Clinic
Kids: nada
Living arrangements: 1904 little box of a house, the first house built in our neighborhood.
Most admired trait: silliness/sensibleness
Number of sexual partners: I lost count (was I supposed to keep count!)
Overnight hospital stays: hernia operation age 5, chest pain GI scare 2004
Phobia: roller coasters
Quote: "Dreams lost to waking, days undone by sleep."
Relationship, longest: 20 years this December, with Dean. My oh my.
Siblings: 4 brothers, 4 sisters, one sister who is deceased (age 5, diabetes).
Time I usually wake up: 6:00, 6:15, 6:30 at the latest, 6:45 at the very latest, 7:00 at the very *very* latest (Dean is dying laughing right now)
Unusual talent: anagrams and crosswords
Vegetable I refuse to eat: sweet potatoes (is that a vegetable?)
Worst habit: Perfectionist
X-rays: rapid CT of my chest last year: no heart plaque!
Yummy foods I make: I am the King of Risotto.
Zodiac sign: Cancer
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6 comments:
Hey perfectionist, no R! (Teasing.)
If we had eaten your risotto instead of going out to the grill for scallops, I think the rapid CT of your chest would not have happened. We could have skipped the reading too, where that woman with the safety pin on her glasses touched all your books.
p.s. When do I get to try your risotto?
Baked sweet potatoes? I make 'em (or more accurately, fix them) with beer and turbinado sugar syrup and they are sublime. That's the same way to fix figs.
DKM: hehehe, I know, it's like a drawl. Warrrrr-shing-ton
Rebecca: I'll email you
Pamela: figs! now you are talkin'
No, um, I mean your meme went from Quote to Siblings. Do you mean you used up the Rs in Warshington?
:)
Diane: I never saw it! I must not be much of a perfectionist, eh? hehehehe. I added something in to round it out. Can't be missing an "R."
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