Sunday Stealing with Judd Corizan ~ More About Me Me Me?

Aww...shucks. So glad you asked. Judd wants to talk about me-me again and you-you too in a syndicated meme called Sunday Stealing: The More About Me Me Me" Meme
It's a great meme. Consider yourself tagged! Here goes....

My favorite age:
Now. I'm truly me.

My best friend(s): is a Barbie doll. You really shouldn't be surprised by that....Read about her here.

My celebrity crush: Ernest Hemingway. His pen strokes were to die for.

My defining characteristic: Physically, spiritually, emotionally, intellectually or blogally? Come on, Judd, give me more to work with here. I'm a bit complex.

My most evil moment: If I told you that I'd have to move all the bodies I buried.

My favorite food: Anything smothered in sauteed onions and garlic.

My grossest injury: True story. When I was ten I was so skinny I fell through the rails of my bunk bed and broke my tailbone. Do you know how embarrassing it is for a kid to take a donut pillow to school?? I knew I should have let my sister sleep on the top. It's why I am afraid of heights to this day.
And doughnuts.

My biggest hatred: Memes with no numbers. I'm totally lost! I so hate that!




My most illegal activity:

for the sordid details.....

My need for justice: Is out of whack. Ask the prisoners what they had for breakfast this morning. Bwaaahhaaa.

My most knowledgeable field:
Music. Can't you see I've been practicing for years in the sidebar?


My life’s goal: To get through this meme drink another cup of coffee visit my mother come home get drop dead gorgeous in an hour and go to a party. I'd better hurry. I soaked my hair in olive oil last night and I smell like a salad.


My mother’s influence: On a good day she's the ultimate priss. The Maybelline doesn't fall far from the tree.




My nerdiest point: My memory. I missed a historical meeting yesterday just 20 minutes from Bloggingham. (true story) Somehow the invitation got lost in the mail and I forgot to read the The Bloggingham News yesterday. If I'd seen these headlines we might have been able to get a peace globe in the White House next year. I was prepared to wear my pencil skirt for the cause...... I hope I don't miss McCain when he shows up here next month....I need to know what he's going to do about the price of Maybelline. And other important issues like.


My oldest memory: Meeting McCain next month.

My perfect date: Past, future, present, past, future, present? It's a vicious cycle. Come on, Judd, I need a timeline here. Ok. I'll use my imagination and combine all the best dates I've ever had into one imaginary perfect date using keywords from my favorite moments. It could happen. The day is still young.

Here are the bloggable parts: Lobsters in the rose garden with Lenny Kravitz inside a truckstop in the Charleston Harbor yacht lying by a fireplace eating chinese food on the floor wearing brown boots and a short skirt staring into blue eyes about to die in the Holland Tunnel watching a baseball game trying to swallow mussels at a piano bar with Louis Armstrong airport kisses waging a snowball fight.
That about says it all.

My unanswered question: What does $700 billion dollars look like when it comes out of my paycheck?

My random fact: I sing opera.

My stupidest decision: We'll call him Mr. It involved an Italian boyfriend with a penchant for lying.
We don't have time.....

My favorite television show: The Nightly News

My style of underwear: How dare you, Mr. Corizan!

My favorite vegetable: Cheetos smothered with onions and garlic

My weakest trait: Making myself go to bed and R.E.S.T. at night. I'm working on that.
My X-men power:
Tenacity and never taking no for an answer.


My strongest yearning: To love the people I love with all my heart everyday everyday everyday.

My moment of Zen: Peace and quiet in the Bloggingham woods. Join me?


Have a great Sunday everyone.