You know the reason we all had to write our spelling words in alphabetical order was so we could use a dictionary, encyclopedia, and the index of whatever research material we needed to use. (That, and for the game where you silently had to line up in alphabetical order as part of team building.) So, even though alphabetical order might seem inconsequential in the googling and e-dictionary age, playing with the alphabet is still fun.
Thanks to Janetha for creating this, and for providing all of us with the template so we could nostalgically revisit all of those chain e-mail surveys we used to do in middle school when the internet was a big deal and everyone still used AOL.
A is for age: Twenty-seven
[I tell my fifth graders to write out words less than 100 in formal writing, so I thought I better follow my own advice. And it looked awkward just to have the number hanging there like that. I kind of want to put (27) in parentheses next to it, but then aren't I assuming the worst about the literacy rates of America?]
B is for breakfast today: Oatmeal topped with pear, nectarine, and date pieces (that I made Brother Smart buy for me last weekend on our excursion to the new Whole Foods at home in PA).I should note that I ate most of the toppings before the oatmeal was even ready. (Funny how that happens.) And that it was more of an oatmeal soup.But I say that’s just a good excuse to eat with a soup spoon! [The only thing better than a soup spoon is a tiny spoon. Or a tiny soup spoon!]C is for currently craving: This afternoon I was apparently craving this:Lettuce and spinach topped with bell pepper, celery, mushrooms, a scoop of spinach artichoke hummus, a scoop of sundried tomato basil hummus, and a drizzle of balsamic dressing.
I think I was really in it for the iceberg. [Yes, I get cravings for lettuce.]D is for dinner tonight: I used a Living Social voucher for Balkan Bistro, but I’ll tell you more about it later…I don’t feel like dealing with any more pictures. AND it might make a nice little vignette of a post later.
E is for favorite type of exercise: Just me and the elliptical…and either the Kardashians or Bravo on TV. [I do something good for my body while I do something bad for my brain. I also subscribe to US Weekly for just this purpose.]
F is for an irrational fear: Thunderstorms. But only at night. I don’t mind them during the day (as long as I am safe inside of course ) and I like the idea of a thunderstorm…watching lightning on a summer night and all that. But really big, middle-of-the-night, rattle the windows, threats of a tornado thunderstorms are terrifying. This all goes back to
G is for gross food: Considering I recently concocted Dill Pickle Cashew Butter, made something I called Pistachio “Poo,” and a majority of the time happily consume meals that look pretty darn disgusting to the untrained eye……well, there’s not much that grosses me out.
[Oh, did I mention I've eaten pigs brain and feet, beef tongue, and gnawed on entire turkey legs? (Before I went 'vegan with benefits' of course. )]
H is for hometown: Kennett Square, Pennsylvania…The Mushroom Capital of the World!
I is for something important: My family. (That was great word association, by the way.)
J is for current favorite jam: “Springsteen” by Eric Church…perhaps not really a “jam,” but something about it so struck me that after hearing it for the first time I immediately purchased it for my Cloud Player upon arriving home. I like to think I harmonize perfectly during the final minute of “Oh, oh, oh oh oh”s.
[I'm also quite partial to the line "Funny how a melody, sounds like a memory..."]
L is for current location: My bed. My room. Third floor. Townhouse. Charlottesville. Virginia. United States of America.
M is for the most recent way you spent money: On groceries. Of course. [Also a ticket to see Joe Pug perform in June.]
(For those of you concerned about my ability to differentiate between a want and a need, don’t worry. I know those are wants. Yo quiero, pero no necesito.)
O is for occupation: In case you couldn’t find out from my ‘kids’ comment above, I’m an elementary school teacher by day, and a blogger by night. (Although blogging definitely doesn’t pay the bills. ) I spent some time working at Central Market in Austin before life led me back to Virginia to teach again. I just finished up a long-term substitute position in (fabulous) fifth grade and begin one in first grade on Monday. I’m about to have twenty-two new (even) small(er) children in my life.
P is for pet peeve: SLOW WALKERS.
Q is for a quote: “(You) light up your own soul, and shine for everyone else.”–Simone Schwartz-Bart, The Bridge of Beyond
R is for random fact about you: I hate feet. [Only grown-up (human) feet.]
Well, that, or ice cream.
V is for favorite vegetable: Considering what happened this afternoon at the grocery store…I have to go with ALL of them. [Fine there's fruit in there, too.] I have been known to write sonnets to sweet potatoes, though.
W is for today’s workout: “Arms” day on the weight machines while listening to a playlist from 2009 (featuring “Move Along” by The All-American Rejects), followed by ellipticalizing while reading Southern Living.
X is for X-rays you’ve had: My mouth. I still have a baby tooth!
Y is for yesterday’s highlight: Lunch at Arch’s with Lizzy……where I try to make the most colorful, yet inexpensive salad possible so that I can take FULL advantage of the free fro-yo and topping. [I eat it willingly...with a side of Lactaid.]Bonus highlight? That the gooey brownie was EXTRA gooey. [Bonus BONUS highlight? Remembering at 10:00 PM while watching Smash online that I still had it in the freezer. ]
Z is for your time zone: Eastern Standard…but I prefer Central. TV shows are on at much more appropriate times for my grandma-style sleep schedule.
Speaking of which…it’s about time to schedule this post and get to bed.