For those of you just joining us, The Baroness recently clicked over to blog post number 70; for the next 6 days I'll be doing the countdown on all things me. To recap:
Hausfrau. Car Singer. Only child. Ham. Dog Lover. Scorpio. Reader. Movie slut. Unco-ordinated. Child pseudo-prodigy.
Now on to the next ten:
59. I love camping, although I'd never go alone.
58. I am a recovering perfectionist.
57. I'm a big fan of kitsch. Rubber chickens? Bring 'em on. Magnetic Marys for the dashboard? Oh, yeah.
56. The crooner I adore the most is Dean Martin. His voice is like balm to my soul. I had them play my favorite CD during my cancer surgery - I have to believe that he should take some credit for my speedy recovery.
55. In 2006, I was diagnosed with Stage II colon cancer. I've had radiation (got some pretty edgy-looking tats from that experience), surgery, and chemo. As of March 16, 2008 I've been NED (no evidence of disease) for one year. Five years is usually the all clear sign - four more to go!
54. I truly believe that there is a good element in everyone. It may be buried down pretty deep, but it's there.
53. Animals in commercials that are doing human things make me clutch and roll with laughter. Chimps in the CareerBuilder.com ads? I seriously lose it.
52. I'm hooked on The Dog Whisperer. That Cesar is magic.
51. Most days, I think too much, and do too little. I've lived most of my life from my shoulders up (this could very well explain the unco-ordination).
50. My mom and dad were 40 and 43 years old when I was born. So, in essence, I was raised as a mini-adult.
Just so you know, this has yet to get easier. Every fact I extract is kind of like a root canal. Yet I know I must.
So I will.
5 days to go!
A demain, mes cheries...
Hausfrau. Car Singer. Only child. Ham. Dog Lover. Scorpio. Reader. Movie slut. Unco-ordinated. Child pseudo-prodigy.
Now on to the next ten:
59. I love camping, although I'd never go alone.
58. I am a recovering perfectionist.
57. I'm a big fan of kitsch. Rubber chickens? Bring 'em on. Magnetic Marys for the dashboard? Oh, yeah.
56. The crooner I adore the most is Dean Martin. His voice is like balm to my soul. I had them play my favorite CD during my cancer surgery - I have to believe that he should take some credit for my speedy recovery.
55. In 2006, I was diagnosed with Stage II colon cancer. I've had radiation (got some pretty edgy-looking tats from that experience), surgery, and chemo. As of March 16, 2008 I've been NED (no evidence of disease) for one year. Five years is usually the all clear sign - four more to go!
54. I truly believe that there is a good element in everyone. It may be buried down pretty deep, but it's there.
53. Animals in commercials that are doing human things make me clutch and roll with laughter. Chimps in the CareerBuilder.com ads? I seriously lose it.
52. I'm hooked on The Dog Whisperer. That Cesar is magic.
51. Most days, I think too much, and do too little. I've lived most of my life from my shoulders up (this could very well explain the unco-ordination).
50. My mom and dad were 40 and 43 years old when I was born. So, in essence, I was raised as a mini-adult.
Just so you know, this has yet to get easier. Every fact I extract is kind of like a root canal. Yet I know I must.
So I will.
5 days to go!
A demain, mes cheries...
