If you are going to talk about Maradona it's off. "Hand of God," my arse.
I'm pink, therefore I'm spam.
heels or flats?
Claustrophobia. I'm afraid of rattlsnakes, but that's just healthy. If one gets too clode to those I love I kill it and get on with life.
Do you like long walks?
I had to look up pop rocks, so no. Interesting idea, though.
Have you ever cycled long distance?
I'm certainly not giving up my girlfriend for her.
Do I look like someone who likes working out? I get more than enough exercise as a part-time plumber and Edward's nurse.
Monday. I'm not being well looked after.
You can, but you are stuck in a bus depot in Kansas in 1993 and the only song on the radio is "Nuthin' but a 'G' Thang" by Dr. Dre.
My real wish is for Edward to be well, but I wouldn't want anyone to be responsible for spoiling it, So ...
I wish I had a maid to keep this house in order.
Three words. It gets better.
There's a cat on my shoulder.
I would have to ask my husband, the agreement was I can have women. I'd probably want to take some dramamine in hopes that it would calm the nausea.
To Beffer and others, the rules lawyer in me says the opposite of both sexes is none. Can you abstain for a weekend for a million?
She pretends she's hard but she's a lovable pussycat.
Edit: Oops. That was for IT.
Happy Birthday to Simmie and many, many more. With much love from Grace.
One; I have resolved to answer this question again next year.
Do you have a relative who sends you something she knitted every year?
sprite for me too, please.