because 100 things just proved too hard

1. elizabeth is my nom de plume
2. my real name is a diminutive form of elizabeth
3. also, my confirmation name is elizabeth which i chose for john the baptist’s mother
4. i was born in birmingham
5. my accent is from when i spent summers in albuquerque
6. i am irish, french and welsh
7. i tried to teach myself gaelic
8. i am married to a rockstar
9. well, he’s not really a rockstar, but he is to me. actually he’s a filmmaker
10. he speaks french fluently
11. it is hawt when he tells me things in french
12. i’m a sucker for an irish or french accent
13. the film background and his irish looks are why i fell in love with him
14. we got married exactly one year and one week after meeting
15. we have two dogs and two cats
16. one of my dogs is a retired racing greyhound
17. her race name is LD’s Pigaroo
18. we call her Molly Cate
19. the other is a corgi/australian terrier mix
20. her name is Cooper
21. she is my first love
22. i love cheese. seriously, my love for cheese is bordering on obsessive.
23. i have OCD
24. but it’s not a handwashing thing its more of a “everything in its place” kind of thing.
25. when i was three i broke my thumb. i was placed in a cast up to my armpit. to this day i still cannot bend my thumb all the way
26. my favorite books growing up were Starring Sally J. Freedman As Herself and There’s A Monster At The End Of This Book
27. my favorite books now are any in the Harry Potter series.
28. my favorite color is red
29. my favorite band is modest mouse
30. i am a music snob
31. i grew up listening to chuck berry, the beatles, moody blues, and hank williams, sr.
32. as much as i hate to admit it i am emo
33. i am highly allergic to bee and wasp stings
34. if i am stung i have to use an adrenaline injection
35. i used to wear a medical alert bracelet but i thought it was lame
36. i do not tan, i freckle
37. i have two sisters
38. i call them my “sperm sisters” because we have the same father, but not the same mother.
39. i hope that i am as pretty as my mom when i become her age
40. my mom is my hero
41. she treated cancer patients for 12 hours a day for 25 years and still managed to raise a kick ass kid like me
42. my dad is the funniest man i know
43. i grew up fearing him but now i know that he was hard on us so we would not make as many mistakes as he did
44. i still screwed up a lot
45. i’m pretty hard headed
46. i’d rather learn something on my own than have someone tell me how to do it
47. my favorite soda is orange crush
48. i’ve always wanted to be a singer in a rock band
49. i sing at the top of my lungs when i am driving
50. my car smells like crayons
51. i am sarcastic bordering on bitchy
52. i once flipped a guy off and he broke my finger
53. i’ve been to the emergency room three times
54. i love horror movies
55. i know all the lines from Steel Magnolias
56. i swear like a sailor
57. i am extremely loyal to my friends
58. i am notoriously honest
59. i still sleep with the blanket i came home from the hospital in
60. i slept with a teddy bear until i was 23 years old
61. now he sits on my dresser
62. i am lazy
63. unless i am cleaning
64. my passion is graphic design
65. i love taking pictures too
66. i think all girls go through a photography phase. mine just stuck.
67. my dad is a photographer
68. this is harder than it looks
69. i wish i had stuck with my dance lessons
70. i took ballet, tap and jazz dance for ten years
71. my favorite was tap
72. i like making a racket
73. i make soundtracks in my head
74. i have been to more funerals than weddings
75. i find that incredibly depressing
76. i buried one of my friends on my birthday
77. my favorite quote is one i made up: “no matter how hard life is, no matter how bad things seem, always know that you were the fastest swimmer”
78. i think my most attractive feature is my smile
79. and my toes
80. i almost moved to nashville to go to art school
81. but then i met my husband
82. i am a pesimist
83. i am a smoker
84. i think i look better with glasses than without
85. i hate my nose
86. i’ve hiked the AT
87. i have canoed the cahaba, the ocoee and kelly creek every summer since i was five
88. i love my birks

19 days. nineteen days. n i n e t e e n d a y s. then i will become a puddle of gooey mess in my theatre chair.

sarah has snape, i have the weasley twins.
by the way, a little bird told me that the mcwane center is doing a party for the opening of GoF. sounds pretty awesome, especially if this little bird has anything to do with it.

in other news, spent the weekend babying mollycate. she and cooper were roughhousing and somehow she got a nasty cut under her eye. luckily it missed her eyeball by mere centimeters, but me being the overprotective pet parent i am i took her to the emergency vet on acton road. doctor kilgore was so great. he flushed out the wound, took off the excess skin and sent her home. it looked 100% better this morning, but she will have a scar. well she certainly is not entering any beauty contests.

scenes from a marriage:
(interior, kitchen)
i come moping in after just trying on my wedding gown.
me: it doesn’t fit anymore.
kev: it’s okay.
me: NO IT’S NOT! THIS IS DEPRESSING! i can’t believe that i’ve outgrown my wedding gown. when i wore it on our wedding day it was actually a little loose and now, it takes an act of god to get the damn zipper up.
kev: well, we can start working out again.
me: yeah, i guess. in the meantime i’m gonna eat a whole bowl of shells & cheese and drink a rootbeer.

yeah, this was hard. and by hard i mean “do i really want to divulge what kenn is like in the mornings when all he has on is a tshirt and tiny boxer shorts that threaten to show his weenie everytime he breathes?”. so yeah, this was hard but i did it anyway. and here are the results:

sarah
1. you make me laugh out loud.
2. any Harry Potter movie (for obvious reasons) and “bubble toes” by jack johnson.
3. mint chocolate chip - its the mintiest!
4. “We are born charming, fresh and spontaneous and must be civilized before we are fit to participate in society.” - Judith Martin, (Miss Manners)
5. My first memory of you is meeting you at surin for a blogger dinner and feeling quite inferior to your knowledge, but i knew you were the cat’s pajamas when a certain someone at the table was being ridiculously over zealous and you shot me a knowing look.
6. you remind me of “Peach”, the starfish from Finding Nemo.
7. will you let me live in your pocket? i’ll do your hair if you let me.

rush
1. other than your abnormally large adam’s apple? that is a tough one to beat.
2. Revenge of The Nerds and “super mario” by death or el dona.
3. we’re gonna wrestle in Black Currant.
4. arguments are to be avoided; they are always vulgar and often convincing. - Oscar Wilde
5. my clearest memory of you was when we went to the Mill and you were making fun of me so maliciously.
6. you remind me of a ostrich.
7. did it ever piss you off that AT and JH got together?

kenn
1. you can sleep through a fucking nuclear apocolypse.
2. its a tie between the movies A Beautiful Mind and Singles. “without panasos” by the anniversary
3. we’re gonna wrestle in orange sherbert
4. I have a rock garden. Last week three of them died. - Richard Diran
5. my clearest memory of you (and quite possibly my favorite) is sitting at the arena drinking and playing 20 questions.
6. a stray cat - rough around the edges but sly and cunning
7. were you ever mad that kev and i got together?

sarah posted a meme over at her place and being the self centered person i am i just had to participate. really, i just wanted to know what she thought about me, because lets face it people, sarah=uber intelligence. her posts are evidence of her unbridled wit and flagrant use of big words that leave me clutching my dictionary in hopes that i will gain its knowledge through osmosis.

what she wrote almost left me in tears it was so sweet. of course, and she knows this from our conversation at lunch yesterday, that during “this time of the month” women will cry for no apparent reason. but, really it was so sweet and i feel honored to know someone like her.

to share with you our secret bond, this is the meme she posted:
1. I’ll respond with something random about you.
2. I’ll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I’ll pick a flavor of ice cream to wrestle with you in.
4. I’ll quote you some obscure quote.
5. I’ll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I’ll tell you what animal or character you remind me of.
7. I’ll ask you something that I’ve always wondered about you.

and this was her response in regards to me:
1. You’re the most interesting person I’ve met this year.
2. “Hide and Creep” (not a cop out!) and “Karma Police” by Radiohead (also not a cop out!)
3. We’ll be wrestling in Butter Pecan.
4. “Ours was a life lived in paradise and thus it rendered any discussion of transcendental ideas pointless.” – Douglas Coupland, Life After God
5. My clearest memory of you is running into you outside the Starbucks in Five Points and being very happy to see you and very terrified that I couldn’t immediately remember your name. But then I did and everything was okay and I got a frappucino and sat with you awhile.
6. You remind me of an expensive cat.
7. How do you get your hair to be so perfect all the time?

sarah, to answer your question on #7: a lot of crying, hairbrush throwing and not giving a fuck anymore.

with the weather acting as it is my halloween costume plans are a bit fouled up. why in the hell would i want to go as a hooters girl when its like 39 degrees outside? tank top, short shorts and pantyhose does not a warm outfit make. i might just have to depend on the bourbon to keep me warm.

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my blogging family tree:
blogfather - andrew from drewslife.com - he no longer blogs but it was he who inspired me
blogmother - do not have one. i was spawned from the depths of hell
blogchildren (those i know that i have inspired to blog) - minnesota , zach (if he’d get off his ass)

if i inspired you to start blogging, please let me know so that i can add you to the family tree.

i changed the option that you have to register to leave comments. i know how you people are: “i have to do WHAT to leave a comment? fuck that!” i’ll just siphon out the spam when i get a chance.

i did absolutely nothing this weekend. friday night i went out with ’splodey and batonga but the cramps were making me feel utterly useless. saturday and sunday were spent in bed except when i ventured out of the house on sunday to have a drink with derek, damon and christophe.

i finished the Half Blood Prince this weekend which left me a sniffling mess. what the fuck, rowling? how could you? i was starting to get used to the idea of ginny and harry…it beats that cho chang chick who just cries for no apparent reason. what a twit! anyway, my sadness was only trumped by the fact that a new book should be out soon enough. right? please tell me i’m right. by the way, j.k. rowling won a quill award for best chapter book, mid-grade level. she could not be there to accept the award but her taped acceptance speech was quite endearing. especially when she spoke of the baby sick in her hair.

in other news: NA NA NA NA BOO BOO CHUCK! 75 years people! what a game! way to go alabama!
and auburn, the next time i see you i will kick you in the throat!

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