Cordelia’s Mom nominated me for this challenge the other day, and I wasn’t going to do it, because I’d just done something similar on Facebook. But then Anxious Mom also nominated me and she said if I didn’t do it, I’d have to perform some bizarre ritual involving MMM Bop and setting fire to the hair of an infant lest I get bad juju or whatever, so I’m doing the challenge!
Four names people call me other than my real name:
Joey, Mama, Baby, Mrs. Motrin
Four Jobs I’ve Had:
teacher, legal assistant, writer/editor, hardware ho
Four Movies I’ve Watched More Than Once:
You’ve Got Mail, Love Actually, Midnight in Paris, The Thomas Crown Affair
(More like 100 times, I’m just sayin.)
Four Books Or Authors I’d Recommend:
(Like I know what you like to read.)
Alice Walker, Barbara Kingsolver, Amy Tan, Alice Hoffman
Four Places I’ve Visited:
(And enjoyed. And would recommend.)
Mackinac Island, Quebec City, Chicago, Memphis
Four Things I’d Rather Be Doing Right Now:
having sex, hangin out with my girlfriends, getting a pedicure, day drinking
(Three of those at once sound fantastic by the way. What am I doing with my life?)
Four foods I don’t like:
I am not sure there are four…I will think…
I’m not a fan of lamb, mussels, mango, or cooked beets. I’ll eat them, but they’re not foods I enjoy eating.
Four of my favorite foods:
raw oysters, Bing cherries, MIL’s corned beef gravy, ice cream
Four Shows I Watch:
Game of Thrones, Modern Family, Indian Summer, The Big Bang Theory
Four Things I’m Looking Forward To This Year:
sleeping in, visits from friends, fireworks on Fourth of July, Labor Day weekend
Four Things I’m Always Saying:
“I love you.”
“Whose socks are these?” I spend a lot of time talkin about socks. I really do. Moo leaves them everywhere. The dog sleeps on them, Clara thinks they’re her babies, Cletus thinks they’re his prey, Catticus exercises his dominance on them — they drag them all over the house! The odd sock basket overflows and I have to keep washing them because I don’t know how clean they are when I find them. Sassy wears mismatched socks on purpose! Everyone’s feet are too close in size now to distinguish, and Moo’s on socks that the other three have worn, so I can’t remember whose are whose…which leads me to my next commonly spoken phrase —
“Oh for fuck’s sake!”
I’m not going to tag anyone, but lemme just say that was the best time I’ve ever had hyperlinking, spacing, and struggling to decide — and no infant hair was destroyed in the making of this post.
Happy Friday everyone!