Suzy Says

I think the fabulous Kathleen is tired of me not posting, so she tagged me to fill in the blanks. Fortunately, it’s all about my favorite subject – Me!

Available/Single or Taken? Taken (very taken, with Self and Dog).
Best Friend? Rita the Wonder Dog. Girl’s best friend!
Cake or pie? Pie – cherry, key lime, coconut cream, lemon meringue…
Drink Of Choice? Champagne, preferably La Veuve.
Essential Item You Use Everyday? My aging but beloved iBook.
Favorite Color? Pink.
Gummy Bears or Worms? I am not going to put anything gummy or wormy in my mouth. Not now, not ever.
Hometown? San Francisco.
Indulgence? Way more than there should be.
January or February? February – it’s located closer to spring.
Kids & Their Names? Not now, not ever. One niece (Cat) and one nephew (Ben) is plenty.
Life is Incomplete Without? I have to copy Kat on this one: Family & friends.
Marriage date? December 24, 1990. Divorce date pending.
Number of Siblings? Three – two sisters, one brother. All wonderful (see “L”).
Oranges or Apples? O so boring.
Phobias/Fears? Apparently, transportation, since I hate flying and driving, and avoid public transit at all costs. Oh, yeah, and getting old and ugly.
Quote, Favorite (movie)? “Don’t you know that a man being rich is like a girl being pretty? You wouldn’t marry a girl just because she’s pretty, but my goodness, doesn’t it help?” Marilyn Monroe as Lorelei Lee, Gentlemen Prefer Blondes
Reason to Smile? Do you need a reason?
Season? Spring or Fall? Fall – I love the blazing colors.
Tag 3 people?
Ben
Lisa
Mike
Unknown Fact About Me? It’s a secret.
Vegetable you don?t like? Mushrooms. Fungus should be cleaned away (by someone else), not eaten (especially by Me).
Worst Habit? Procrastination, among many others.
X-rays You?ve Had? I think I had a chest x-ray once.
Your Favorite Food? Dad Food – I still make his recipes, even though he’s gone.
Zodiac sign? Gemini. What else?

The pretty side of patriotism

New year’s news flash: my always reliably-informed older sister informs me that our grandmother was a member of the Daughters of the American Revolution, just like Emily Gilmore. So I’m classier and more patriotic than previously thought. Maybe I’ll join up so I’ll have an excuse for looking down on people.

Speaking of looking down on people: my always reliably-informed friend K informs me that there is a reason why truck drivers always seem to be looking down on you as they pass, rather than at the road, the way you think they would when seated in a huge piece of heavy machinery hurtling through space. K’s bro is one of the trucking brethren himself, and according to him, if a trucker notices a pretty girl, he radios it (“Great rack in the silver Mazda! 10-4!”) so his fellow drivers can check out the passing scenery. Really, you can hardly blame them, what with the long hours and the monotony of staring at the highway. Next time a trucker looks down on you, smile and wave!

So now you know about the DAR and truckers, all in the same place. How educational is that?