Meme: Alphabet

[ailbhe]

Accent: No idea; people guess I'm English or Canadian usually.
Breast size: 36C since I had a baby. With stretch marks and baby fingernail scars.
Chore you hate: Peeling vegetables, especially potatoes. And making phonecalls.
Dad's name: Paul
Essential make-up item: Water.
Favorite perfume: Um. Most of them stop me breathing.
Gold or silver: White gold, silver, or platinum.
Hometown: Dublin in the mid-nineties.
Insomnia: I was really good at it, then I got a baby. Now I'm an expert.
Job title: Mammy.
Kids: Pluralising is in our future.
Living arrangements: Suburban terrace with husband, baby and three cats.
Mum's birthplace: Somewhere in Ireland. Closer to west than east, but no idea where on the north-south line.
Number of apples you've eaten: Bazillions.
Overnight hospital stays: Some time after I was born, then nothing until I gave birth, then - 1 night during labour, 5 nights after labour, and one night after repair surgery.
Phobia: Apparently, catheters.
Religious affiliation: Unaffiliated.
Siblings: 4 sisters, one sister in law.
Time you wake up: I have a baby. Most of the time I wake up, wondering why and whether she might go back to sleep soon.
Unnatural hair colors you've worn: Black, henna.
Vegetable you refuse to eat: Now that we have no remaining grandparents, I will never again have to eat a mushroom. Yippee!
Worst habit: No idea. If I knew, I might stop doing it.
X-rays: My arms, when I fractured my elbows.
Yummy foods you make: Random delicious meals invented on the fly and conjured up out of apparently empty fridges a speciality (as for glitz) and I do a reliable roast dinner if no-one helps. It's a lot less reliable if anyone helps though.
Zodiac sign: Scorpio; I keep stinging myself to death.