Accent: When I tell people that I am from Georgia, the first thing they say is, "Where's your accent?" Apparently all this time I have spent in Yankee Land has neutralized it. However, if I spend any time with Allison or my mom, the "y'alls" find their way back into my speech and Ah get me some Suuuuthern in m' voice.
Booze: When I was in law school, I was in the wine tasting club and learned a little bit about varietals and regions and whatnot, at least in the half hour or so of each session before I was too drunk to do anything but leer at my classmates; so I know enough not to judge wine by the price range but not enough to speak about it with anything approaching authority. In short, I know what I like, which doesn't veer terribly far off the conventional path. Also, I enjoy a cold beer (especially when accompanied by a cheeseburger and fries or some spicy Indian food), and I love Champagne and prosecco -- the bubbles! They are so festive!
Chore I Hate: Unloading the dishwasher.
Dog or Cat: Both. The cat came first in early 2001; he was a Dumpster kitty discovered by a friend of mine after a snowstorm. He's rather temperamental, although he's very affectionate in the bathroom. As for the dog, I saw an Italian greyhound on an episode of "Frasier" years ago, and said, "THAT IS THE DOG FOR ME!" It's skinny, it's neurotic, it requires constant attention and sleeps right up next to you. Not the breed for everyone, but a perfect fit for me. I'm not a crazy dog lady, but I have a possibly unhealthy attachment to this spindly little baby deer of a cuddlebucket.
Essential Electronics: Computer, of course, plus my iPod Mini. I tried for a brief while to resist the hoopla, but the iPod is just the greatest thing ever for running and commuting. Thank you, Apple. Thank you. Oh, and TiVo. GOD BLESS YOU, TiVo!
Favorite Cologne: I wear Sugar by Fresh. My husband wears John Varvatos, which is sultry but not too cologne-y. It's a big step up from Polo and Aramis, both of which made appearances in his personal fragrance history.
Gold or Silver: Silver or platinum.
Hometown: "America's Greatest Little City!"
Insomnia: I've never understood people who can't sleep or have trouble sleeping -- I mean, it couldn't be simpler! Head on pillow, close eyes...you're there! Unless I chug a liter of Coke before bed, I am out and usually don't wake up until my alarm goes off. It's a good thing, too, since I am a bear if I don't get my solid 8 hours. (Ok, I must admit that I occasionally wake up in a sweat about something at work and lay in a panic state for a while, obsessing over some minor detail in a brief or some unlikely omission in a document; but even then I'm usually able to get back to sleep until morning.)
Job Title: Associate. Attorney-at-law. Esquire. Commercial litigator....Anyone out there still awake?
Kids: Zero.
Living Arrangements: Recently-purchased 2 BR, 1.5-bath apartment in Manhattan near the Park. Homeownership is, in a word, terrifying.
Most Admirable Traits: Nice-smelling hair. High tolerance for discomfort and annoyance. Protestant work ethic. Efficiency and neatness. Some of these are flip-sides of my (arguably) worst traits, i.e., obsessive orderliness/perfectionism, unrelenting rigidity/adherence to routine, compulsive aversion to disappointing people, tendency toward overwork, attachment to exceedingly high goals and standards. All of which make me a potentially great lawyer, I am told...
Number of Sexual Partners: Riiiight. Hi, Mom!
Overnight Hospital Stays: None, except after I was born. (knock on wood)
Phobias: Failure (atychiphobia). And on hot summer days, as I descend into the blast furnace-like subway stations, I suffer from bromidrosiphobia -- fear of body smells.
Quote: "Whatever I FEEL like I wanna do. GOSH."
"Your Grammie Hall? Where did you grow up, in a Norman Rockwell painting? My grammie wasn't so into gifts. She was too busy getting raped by Cossacks."
"Ken Park, Class of 2004. Hi!"
Religion: Episcopalian.
Siblings: Older brother. I'm still getting over the various methods of psychological torture he practiced on me as a child. I'll write about the Puppy Torture sometime when I have a therapy session scheduled for shortly thereafter.
Time I Wake Up: 6:00 on the weekdays. Usually around 8 or 9 on the weekends.
Unusual Talent or Skill: Coming up with a worst case scenario for any situation, especially work-related. Also, converting any compliment or statement by my husband into the response, "Are you saying I'm fat?" Convincing myself that people do not like me.
Vegetable I Love: Corn, peas, potatoes in any form, carrots, spinach, broccoli, asparagus.
Worst Habit: See, supra, "Unusual Talent or Skill."
X-Rays: After my brother slammed my hand in the car door (the technician, who was a bit of a boob, started to x-ray my head, apparently having misread my chart -- he was unable to explain how someone could slam their head in a car door). Dentist, of course -- the last time I went, they took about 500 of them. I really hate the dentist.
Yummy Foods I Make: Red velvet cake. Molten chocolate chip cookies with ice cream. Nigella's chocolate cream cake. Curry chicken. Stir fry. Pasta alla carbonara. Pesto chicken. BBQ chicken and grits.
Zodiac: Leo.
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