1. I have a potty mouth
It's gotten much tamer as I've ripened into my mid-twenties (and, you know, gotten married and had a kid), but my speech is still (in)decently colorful at times. For example, this scenario unfolded at the grocery store a couple weeks ago (and just so you know, we buy store-brand of almost everything):
Me: Hey Tally*, can you get a couple cans of cannellini beans off the shelf for me?
Colin: You want the Bush's or the shitty brand?
Me: The shitty Get me two shitties.
*Adapted from the term "shorty," often used in hip-hop (and now at our home) as a term of endearment.
2. I also have a potty mouth
Good grief, my husband and I love scatological humor. Which is why this was the best possible response to the email he sent to a comic artist years ago. (Warning...most of the other comics on the site offend even me.)
3. I saw the Mediterranean Sea (yay!)...before I saw the Atlantic Ocean
As I've mentioned before, we hardly ever did family vacations because my brother's disability makes travel very difficult. But the summer between my sophomore and junior years of high school, I went on a ten-day trip to the French-speaking European nations with a group from my school. I am abundantly thankful to my parents for giving me that opportunity!! It was absolutely wonderful, and my favorite part was visiting the French riviera.
|Holy shiznit, the Côte d'Azur is frakking gorgeous.|
4. Some of my favorite names include Dmitri, Javier, Cesare, and Gustav
But I shan't be using them to name any future bambinos, because they don't go with our last name and have nothing to do with either of our heritages.
5. I've never been to an amusement park or a zoo
Again, related to the whole not going on family vacations thing. I don't really care much about the former, although I'm sure I'll have to give in eventually -- it seems a little wrong to be an Ohioan who's never visited Cedar Point! I'd LOVE to go to a zoo, though, and hopefully we'll take Elise to one soon! Ooh, and an aquarium, too. I've never been to one of those, either.
6. I'm not a big fan of breakfast food
It's okay, but not great. I mean, I love a big stack of pancakes with syrup and sausage and bacon and hash browns as much as the next person, but you can't eat that every day. Cereal, oatmeal, yogurt....blah. I'm the kind of person who will joyfully eat lunch-and-dinner fare for breakfast, so I've had weeks when I've eaten chicken curry, bean burritos, and macaroni and cheese. And sometimes cake.
7. I enjoy me some whiskey
My drink of choice is dry white wine, preferably Sauvignon Blanc. But when we don't have that around, a little glass of Jack will do nicely. Colin was a groomsman in a wedding last month; Elise and I were also there, but mostly on our own since he had to perform a lot of groomsman duties. It was a beautiful wedding and a fun celebration, but babies are babies, and as soon as we got to the reception I could tell it was going to be a rather long night for a goin'-it-alone mom. So I marched up to the bar, daughter balanced on hip, and requested a Jack and Coke.
|I know you're thinkin' it.|