I’ve been procrastinating with this for awhile. I’ve seen it here and there and more recently, though I changed a couple.

I didn’t intend for these to be so long, but sometimes I just can’t shut myself up.

Accent: I don’t know what my accent is, probably less severe (not in a negative way) than the rest of my family. Sometime during my late grade school years I decided I didn’t want to have an accent. Why? Probably just to be different, maybe my way of rebelling against having to live with my mom after my parents divorced, or because sometimes people with southern accents are perceived to be “dumb hicks”? Who knows why I do the things I do? Not me. When I moved to California people asked me where I was from and would say, “But you don’t have an accent.” After I moved back to my home I think it has gradually come back somewhat, but it is probably more of a blend from the different places I’ve lived and from being around family and people with different accents.

Breakfast or no breakfast: Breakfast food? Yes. Eating at breakfast time? No. I generally don’t have time to eat until 3 or 4. On a good day.

Chore I don’t care for: Washing dishes (thankfully! I have a dishwasher) and folding my dad’s laundry

Dog or Cat: Allergic to both though we always had cats when I was a kid. As an adult I’ve had a chameleon, a gecko, and 2 iguanas.

Essential Electronics: My really old (relatively) computer that needs to either be upgraded or replaced. It is where I spend about 16 hours a day so I would lost without it.

Favorite Cologne: The only favorite I’ve had was a perfume that I had specially made. The company was purchased by a larger company and promptly dissolved.

Gold or Silver: Silver or white gold. I can’t wear yellow gold and I don’t really like the way it looks, especially on me.

Handbag I carry most often: Whatever. I change every couple of months. I don’t match my purse to anything else and don’t change it for different outfits. I’m picky so if I find one I like I hang on to it for awhile.

Insomnia: Always

Jobs I’ve had: In the past I’ve been an office clerk, advertising sales (a few different times), advertising manager, retail sales (very briefly), door-to-door sales (yuck), office manager, convenience store clerk, assistant manager, data entry, customer care rep, billing analyst, wedding photographer. One summer a group of friends and I cleaned houses. One of my landlords also owned a snack bar and I would help there on busy weekends and holidays. I worked in a video store for a little while in college, other than the freaky owner it was an interesting job. I’ve also temped in several different types of jobs. And I’ve never been fired from any of them. My current work is more enjoyable, especially since I am my own boss. Although I do a little freelance work 2-3 days a week.

Kids: Can’t have them

Living Arrangements: With my dear father, who is sometimes much like a toddler. He probably listens just as well.

Most Admirable Trait: I think it would be generosity

Naughtiest Childhood Behavior: I never got in trouble at school. Most of the time that I got in trouble at home was, as the oldest, getting the blame for the 2 little brats that were my younger siblings. I never cleaned my room though and I sassed my mom.

Overnight hospital stays: 2 – The first in 9th grade. I’m allergic to fresh-cut grass and it breaks me out like poison ivy, which I am also very allergic to. We were doing a gifted class project at school and we were filming by the river across the football field. The field had just been mown and there was no other way to get to the other side than straight across. If that wasn’t bad enough some of the guys started throwing clumps of grass, several of which were thrown at my face. The doctor was afraid that my airway would blister and close off so I got prescription Benadryl pumped into me for 2 days and nights. Fun!

The 2nd was for Bronchitis, Double Pneumonia, and dehydration at age 19. I was feeling fine and went to a meeting on a Sunday out of town. During the meeting I kept getting worse and didn’t think I would be able to drive home (about an hour away). The doctor at the ER wouldn’t do anything for 2 days until I could barely stay conscious. Another doctor finally admitted me to the hospital where I stayed from Tuesday until Friday. The phone system was out so I couldn’t get any calls. Several people tried to visit me but were told I was asleep, even though I rarely was. So many other things that made me even more miserable than I was just from being sick that I am thankful I haven’t had any more overnight stays since then.

Phobias: For most of my life I was absolutely terrified of dogs, but I’m not as much now. Everyone used to make fun of me about it. My grandfather had 2 dogs and my aunt tried to help, in her way, by having me shake one of the dog’s paws. I tried not to be afraid but he must have sensed it because he started growling. I turned to run but only got 1 step before he knocked me face down in the dirt (I was about 12 or 13 and small – he probably was about my size and weight). He bit a hole in my ear and his teeth stayed clamped to my ear the whole time, shaking my head, until my grandfather could get him away from me, and dug his claw in my back (I still have a hole there) and most the skin was gone from one of my shins. I thought for sure my ear was gone! I was afraid if I looked at the dog my ear would be hanging out of its mouth. Yeah, it really didn’t help my phobia much. I don’t have as much of a fear as I used to, although I haven’t been around large dogs for a long time. My mom told me a few years ago that when I was about 9 months old she and my father left me with my great-grandmother overnight while they went Christmas shopping out of town. Some other relative was there with a Chihuahua and it just stood and barked at me the whole time. If it were true that would explain my fear of dogs. And why I despise Chihuahuas (except for my sister’s). But my mom likes to make shit up.

Quote: Courage does not always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, “I will try again tomorrow.”
— Mary Anne Radmacher

Reason to Smile: My family together, my baby niece!

Siblings: Younger brother and younger sister

Time I wake up: whenever, depends on what I am working on that day. Ideally I would like to wake up at 11 a.m. everyday. Right now I get to sleep until then about 4 days a week. It’s the other days that are a problem.

Unusual Fact About Me: I attended 1st and 2nd grade at the same time.

Vegetable I Refuse to Eat: Tomatoes. I tell people I’m allergic because it’s much easier than trying to explain that I hate, hate, hate tomatoes. I have so many allergies (both food and other) that most people buy it. But I do feel guilty lying about it.

Worst Habit: Most people would probably say smoking, but I think my procrastination skills are far too honed.

X-rays: I think I had 2 or 3 for bronchitis or pneumonia or something when I was young. The day before one of my moves I thought I broke my foot but I just stove the top bone on my foot into the bone directly behind it.

Yummy Stuff: Nachos, cheese, sour cream, cream cheese, bell peppers (except green), cucumbers, pork, and probably a combination of many of those things. We have very little variety of restaurants in my area. I miss chorizo, Lamb Vindaloo, Chicken Tikka Masala (my dear brother brings this to me on occasion), anything with a peanut sauce.

The foods I am allergic to (real allergies, swear) are avocados and seafood – shrimp, crab, scallops for certain so I just stay away from all of it.

Zoo Animal I Like Most: Okapi They are such a beautiful and unique animal. I first saw them at the San Diego Wild Animal Park.


6 Responses to ABCs of MNO

  1. avitable says:

    Getting up at 11 AM every day would be nice.

  2. missnightowl says:

    It is! Especially when I can go to bed before 6 AM, unlike this morning. But that just means I can take a nap this evening!

  3. Ah, waking up at 11AM. That would be heaven.

    And tomatoes? I have an Italian friend (yes, Italian) that will eat tomato-based sauce but not raw tomatoes. It’s funny.

    Great list, hon!

  4. missnightowl says:

    It is!

    I do eat some tomato-based sauces like pizza sauce and pasta sauce, but in very small amounts, and I prefer a white sauce. I eat ketchup sometimes, but I’m picky about the brand and I usually use mayo or ranch instead for most foods. My mom makes salsa and gives me the last jars of the batch that are juicier with less chunks. Then I take the rest of the chunks out before I eat it.

  5. Jason says:

    Nice to get to know you better!

  6. missnightowl says:

    Thanks for taking the time!

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