Sort of. Or maybe I just have writer’s block. I have a little list of blog posts that I fully intend to write, but when I sit down to write them, I end up staring at my laptop screen and waiting for my fingers to do something. So today, I’m just going to steal this list of 50 questions from Juliette, because sometimes you need a Q&A session in order to actually get anything posted.
1. What are you wearing?
At this point, I wear whatever fits. Today, it’s a pair of Lululemon Groove Pants (my go-to pants, forever) with a black and purple stripey shirt that definitely has a hole in the middle. But it’s stretchy and it fits over my ginormous baby bump, so that’s all I really care about these days.
2. Ever been in love?
Obviously. I feel like this was written for teenagers…
3. Ever had a terrible breakup?
Yes, I have, and it was intense and dramatic and scarring and you know what? I’m over it. And I have been for a long time. When you’re in the middle of it and it hurts so much it can be hard to believe that one day you’re going to look back and go “Meh, that sucked, but whatever”. But you are, I promise. #AdviceOfTheDay
4. How tall are you?
I’m 5’6″, which I think is pretty average, but I think pretty much all of my friends are shorter than me and that makes me feel like a giant.
5. How much do you weigh?
I am 37 weeks pregnant. How much do you think I weigh? Here’s a hint:
6. Any tattoos?
Seven? I think? *counts* Yeah, seven.
7. Any piercings?
Nope, not any more. When I was really little, like two years old, I got my ears pierced and I had them until I was eight or nine and then they got infected and I took them out and the holes closed up. Then, when I was sixteen or something, I had my cartilage pierced, but I went to get my hair cut and the hair dresser got the ring caught in her brush and legit ripped it out of my ear. Apparently, I still hadn’t learned that piercings are clearly not meant for me, because I got my belly button pierced when I was 18, and it never healed properly and it wouldn’t even turn, and then I got pregnant with J-Bird and refused to take it out because it hurt, and did you know that pregnant bellybuttons turn in to “outties”?, and now I have a WICKED HUGE scar right above my bellybutton and I will never pierce anything ever again.
8. OTP (one true pair, favorite fictional couple)?
I am super-old, because I would have had no idea what that meant if it wasn’t clarified in brackets immediately afterwards. This is a ridiculously hard question for me to answer because I fall in love with fictional couples all the time. Uhhhh… I’m going to say Rose and The Doctor, because I still can’t watch this without ugly-crying:
9. Favourite show?
Geez… I have a bunch. Most of my favourite shows aren’t even on the air anymore (Happy Endings, One Tree Hill, Buffy…) Right now, my most “unmissable” of shows is The Vampire Diaries, because duh – Ian Somerhalder.
10. Favourite bands?
Aerosmith, always and forever.
11. Something you miss?
The summer is almost over and I have not had a single vodka/lemonade, aka “my summer drink”. So right now, I miss that. Also, being able to see my own toes from a standing position.
12. Favourite song?
I’m not sure I have one. Pass.
13. How old are you?
Now I know this was intended for teenagers, because people do not ask grown-ups how old they are. (I’m thirty-two.)
14. Zodiac sign?
OK, I know this seems like a cut-and-dry answer, but it totally isn’t. I was supposed to be a Pisces, but I born on the Pisces/Aries cusp, so technically I am an Aries. Except I’m totally not an Aries – like, I would be the worst Aries ever - and I’m one hundred percent Pisces. So yeah. That was a complex answer for a seemingly simple question.
15. Quality you look for in a partner?
Integrity. For real, I have dated some really, really shitty dudes (sorry, Mom).
16. Favourite quote?
I really like “Leap and the net will appear”. It appeals to my spontaneous side.
17. Favourite actor?
Ian Somerhalder, because we’re going to get married one day and he needs to know that I was supportive even before the start.
18. Favourite colour?
Turquoise-blue. Like… Tiffany’s boxes.
19. Loud music or soft?
That 100% depends on what I’m doing. If I am trying to talk over it, soft music. If I’m cleaning, the louder the better.
20. Where do you go when you’re sad?
I get in my bed and I pull the covers over my head and I wallow and wish for hugs and snuggles. (I usually get them from the dog.)
21. How long does it take you to shower?
I can’t say that I’ve ever timed it, but I think I take a pretty long time. Probably like 20 minutes? I get in there and then the water is so hot and steamy and fantastic that I don’t want to get out.
22. How long does it take you to get ready in the morning?
Depends on what I’m doing. I am a lazy slob most days, because I work from home and I don’t bother with makeup… so it takes me like 10 minutes to roll out of bed, brush my teeth, throw my hair in a ponytail, pull on some yoga pants and a tank top, and put in my contacts. But if I’m going out somewhere, that alllll changes. I have been known to start getting ready for events about an hour and a half before I have to leave. That sounds crazy-vain, but it’s all my hair’s fault (I have deceptively thick, wavy, super-stubborn hair… like Dog the Bounty Hunter).
23. Ever been in a physical fight?
Yes, I have. Maybe I’ll blog about it sometime. Except probably not.
24. Turn on?
Oh, uhmmm… when your boyfriend brings home a brand new French Bulldog puppy and a bunch of fancy new art supplies and uh… bougatsa from your favourite Greek bakery. *cough* someone send this to George *cough*
25. Turn off?
Lies. I have dated more than my share of liars, you guys. (This does not apply to George; I’m talking about some of the unsavoury characters from my past relationships.)
26. The reason I started blogging?
I used to have a dog blog (for real) and then one day I decided that I didn’t like being restricted to writing only about dog-related things, and that’s how this blog was born.
I have a number of them, namely insects. I have a pretty severe insect-phobia. Also: sharks, aliens, anything with an “exoskeleton”, a bunch of medical stuff (I’m a hypochondriac with a (diagnosed!) anxiety disorder; it’s intense), and so on.
28. Last thing that made you cry?
Watching the video that I posted under question number eight.
29. Last time you said you loved someone?
When George left for work this morning. Awwwwwww….
30. Meaning behind the name of your blog?
It is a greeting-slash-introduction that rhymes and includes my name. So, yeah… Clever, right?
31. Last book you read?
This is totally embarrassing, but I don’t even know. I haven’t read anything memorable lately. I think it might have been Many Lives, Many Masters, and if it was, that was in late 2013 and I’m even more embarrassed by this answer. I swear, you guys, I read. I really do.
Edit: No! Wait! I think it was maybe the Hyperbole and a Half book by Allie Brosh??
32. The book you’re currently reading?
Well, now, this is even more embarrassing than the previous answer… Uhhh… I am not currently reading any books.
33. Last show you watched?
Firefly. George hasn’t seen it so he put it on Netflix a couple of nights ago and I get to re-watch (which I’m totally on board with because Joss Whedon is amazing and so is Adam Baldwin.)
34. Last person you talked to?
In person: J-Bird. On the phone: A web design client.
35. The relationship between you and the last person you texted?
The last person I texted was George, so “basically married, except I don’t have a blue topaz ring and I haven’t gotten to wear a pretty princess dress yet” is the relationship.
36. Favourite food?
This is a difficult question to answer as a pregnant hippo. It keeps changing. When I am not pregnant, my answer is “my mom’s roast chicken” or “Belgian waffles”. Over the last 8.5 months, the answer has been everything from “pie crust” to “blueberries” to “funnel cakes” to “shortbread”. … And now I have made myself super-hungry.
37. Place you want to visit?
I would really, really love to go to Hawaii. Also, George keeps telling me that Santorini (in Greece) is basically “paradise on Earth”, which I would like to confirm for myself.
38. Last place you were?
This feels really vague. I don’t think I get the question. The last room of my house that I was in, prior to coming in to my bedroom and typing this out, was the kitchen. Last place outside of my house was the OB/GYN’s office this morning.
39. Do you have a crush?
No, because I’m not a teenaged girl. I mean, unless you count Ian Somerhalder, but that’s not a crush. That’s as-yet-unrequited-love.
40. Last time you kissed someone?
This morning. Wait, does my dog count? Because if my dog counts, then like, 20 minutes ago.
41. Last time you were insulted?
Let me see… how many minutes has it been since J-Bird last told me I was fat…?
42. Favourite flavour of sweet?
Sweet? Like, as in candy? Big Foot (those red gummy feet). This question is vague, also.
43. What instruments do you play?
I don’t really? Not anymore. In middle school, I played the flute, but if you handed me one now, I would look at it like it was some sort of alien object. I also used to be able to play piano, but it’s been a really, really long time and I don’t remember how. Oh, and once upon a time, I was the bassist in a band… but then my bass guitar was stolen and I stopped playing and now I would probably suck at that, also.
44. Favourite piece of jewelry?
The only piece of jewelry that I wear is my great grandmother’s wedding rings. They’re sterling silver with no gems (they were in a depression, after all!) and I adore them and never take them off.
45. Last sport you played?
Hahahahha, I don’t play sports. I watch J-Bird play them.
46. Last song you sang?
If I’m being honest? This has been in my head for like 2 days and I have been intermittently singing it ever since…
47. Favourite chat-up line?
Like, a pick up line?? No. Just no.
48. Have you ever used it?
I don’t use pick-up lines, you guys. And you shouldn’t, either, under any circumstance. Let’s all just make a deal right now to make pick-up lines a thing of the past.
49. Last time you hung out with anyone?
Well I hang out with George and J-Bird every day, but I guess if we’re talking about people who are not residents of my household, then it was Saturday at J-Bird’s softball championships, where I “hung out” with my mom, dad, and George’s BFF, Cory. Does that count?
50. Who should answer these questions next?
NO-ONE because this took a million years. And here I thought I was being clever and not having to actually write a full-out blog post. FOILED AGAIN!