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Willow Ridge Primitives A-Z

Time to join in some blogland fun. I found this on The Cranky Crow's blog who found it on 1890 Gable House Musings blog who found it on A Primitive Place blog who found it on Renee's blog. Sorry to say I'm not familiar with Renee but give me time, LOL. So many blog's, so little time.

This is a list from A -Z to let your blog readers get to know you better.

A - Age - 50. Oh man that hurts to say!

B - Bed - A king sized Drexel Heritage rice carved 4 poster. It was a Craigs List steal cause I could never afford anything new  from Drexel Heritage. When we went to see it we discovered it belonged to our long time local Chief Meteorologist Craig James. Actually kinda geeks me out knowing he slept in my bed, LOL.

C - Chore you hate - Dusting, it's endless.

D - Dogs - Mr Bean and Lola Puddles and next month we will be adding a rescue yorkie to our hairy little family.

E - Essential to start my day - Hmmmm, I don't drink coffee or soda for a caffeine charge. I rarely use an alarm clock. But when I wake up, well, I can't get to my potty fast enough.  :o)

F - Favorite color - in clothing / black, in the garden / purple combined with yellow, and in decorating / dark dark reds and browns. I hope that wasn't cheating, LOL.

G - Gold or Silver - gold

H - Height - 6'1"

             

I - Instrument I play - I learned to play the recorder in the 4th grade. never touched the horrid thing again.

J - Job Title - once upon a time - JCPenney Customer Service (uh, that was an interesting job, LOL) and most recently, mail carrier

K - Kids - Just one, a daughter, now 31 with 2 adorable daughters of her own

L - Live in - West Michigan, a short drive from Beautiful Lake MI

                                

M - Make of Car - Carribean Blue Nissan Cube

N - Nick Name - Goof

O - Over-night hospital stay - only once, 31 years ago when you stayed a minimum of 3 nights after having a baby.

P - Pet Peeve - Droopy pants. Pull 'em up already! And stupid people.

Q - Quote from a movie -

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Teacher says, every time a bell rings an angel gets his wings. (It's a Wonderful Life)

R - Right or Left - I'm a righty

S - Siblings - Brother (7 yrs older), Sister (5 years older), Me, and a sister (9 months and 2 weeks younger). Someone told mom you couldn't get pregnant while nursing, LOL.

T - TV Shows - Oh dear me, this could take a while. Survivor, Big Brother, Swamp People**, American Idol, Dancing with the Stars, Design Star, Project Runway, Sister Wives, Hoarders, Moving UP. Thats right, I'm a reality Junkie!

 Greys Anatomy, Desperate Housewives, Private Practice, Two and 1/2 Men (missing Charlie though), Everybody Loves Raymond, Andy Griffith Show (I want to live in Mayberry).

U - Underwear - duh, YES!

V - Veggie you hate - Brussel Sprouts - mostly because they are hubby's favorite and they give him gas, LOL. But they do taste like dirty socks.   :o/

W - What makes me late - Lola who dawdles when she is put out for a last minute potty before we leave.

X - x-rays - dental, mammogram's, MRI, CT scan, utra sounds, knees, back, chest trauma, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc. It's a wonder I don't glow in the dark.

Y - Yummy food I make - Coconut Pecan Rum cake. Yummy!!!

                                                                                                                   

Photo: Ginger-Rum Bundt Cake Recipe

Z - Zoo - Just makes me sad to see the animals penned up.

                        

And finally, 1890 Gable House Musings added an extra topic for Halloween - "What Scares You?" (besides the normal fears with life)

Well, I am plagued with phobia's, LOL. But my number one fear is heights. Not roller coasters (love 'em). Not trams, or ferris wheels, or glass elevators. It has more to do wiith climbing and having faith in my own 2 feet to get me there. Stairs and hillsides are bad. But ladders and (the worst) escalators will literally cause a panic attack. I can go up but I can't come down. No way, no how. I tried to learn to come down an escalator once. I got one foot on and then did the splits when the second foot froze. It wasn't pretty. I ended up with a sock and shoe filled with blood after getting the back of my leg all chopped up like hamburger. Now don't I paint a pretty picture?