Now that you have The Jackson Five playing background music in your head, I have a confession. You know those silly/annoying emails that circulate every couple of years in which you answer questions about yourself? Yeah, I’m one of those annoying people who not only fills them out, but sends them to nearly everyone in my email address book. I’m a details kinda girl and I love collecting tidbits of information about people. Who knows what you might learn about your friend that you’ve had since the 2nd grade or some great blackmail information on the annoying coworker 4 desks down?
A couple of months ago I saw a getting to know you post in the format below. It’s been a long time since I filled one out (probably because everyone on my email list has a secret pact with each other to NEVER EVER send me another!). Aaaaand it is different than any other that I’ve seen, so I thought I’d give it a go!
How is it different? Why, thank you for asking: rather than answer questions, you simply list (although WARNING: I never list–I always have to explain!) 26 interesting things about you, each item starting with a letter in the alphabet. While I’m horrible at explaining, I know that you’re brilliant and by the time you get to “A,” you’ll have it figured out!
One last thing before I begin: individuals did not make this list. So if you are just reading this in search of your name stop right now and go back to work, uh, I meant lunch. Don’t pout–invariably I’d leave someone out and then I have to endure years of guilt trips. Ain’t nobody got time for that! And honestly, how am I supposed to pick between Bubba and beer? Although, actually that’s rather easy because I’m 250% sure that Bubba (aka my brother) would agree it should be beer.
Now, back to the task at hand.
The ABCs of Shez:
A is for Addy, my darling pupcicle (you know, in case you weren’t aware that I had a darling pupcicle whom I adore!)…and before you call me out on it, yes, I broke the “No Individuals” rule, but it’s the ONLY time I promise.
B is for Beer…mmmmmm….beer (I hope you heard that in a Homer Simpson voice!). I don’t think that needs further explanation. Plus you should have seen it coming.
C is for coffee. Again, no further explanation is needed, especially those who have had the “pleasure” of seeing me in the morning before coffee–it ain’t purty!
D is for dogs. Pupcicles are special because they bring so much love and joy into our lives–in so many ways. Of course, it ain’t all sunshine and roses, particularly when you live in NYC and have to pick up poop for a very large dog. But they make our lives whole with their amusing antics and unconditional love. PS–if you’re wondering how much I love dogs, I picked them over dessert! If that’s not love, I don’t know what is!
E is for Eso se que es, which literally translated is confusing so I like to go with the loose translation of “it is what it is” and whenever I say it, people look at me like “did you just say socks in the middle of my rant?” No, but yes. Anyway, it is a reminder that life is bigger than all of us and that any time you think everything is perfectly mapped out, the Fates will take the opportunity to intervene so they can laugh at you. Thus to keep sane, I like to remind myself of three things: eso se que es, que sera sera, and Lord give me coffee to help me change the things I can, and wine to help accept the things I can’t.
F is for FOOTBALL!
G is for Grace. By that, I don’t mean elegance or beauty or charm. Did I mention I was clumsy? Well, I am. I come by it honestly (right Auntie K??). As such, my Ome would always call me Miss Grace (as in, I am anything but). To this day whenever I hear the word grace, I think of my Ome.
H is for Hamburgers. Preferably ones with cheese and bacon and avocado and served with onion rings….but any ol’ burger with cheese will do! 😉
I is for Ice cream. And anyone who doesn’t think it should be on EVERYONE’S list is just wrong.
J is for Jigsaw puzzles. I love to put them together–although I haven’t put one together in a long time. Why? Well, whenever I find one that I love and makes me want to set up a card table and put it together, I remember that I live in a house with Princess Adelaide Grace, who is so named because like me, she is anything BUT graceful…
K is for Kaas (Dutch for cheese). I couldn’t leave cheese off the list, thankfully the Dutch helped me out a bit. And before you accuse me of using Google Translate to find a language where cheese started with a different letter than C, I will have you know that I was a Rotary Exchange Student to The Netherlands. How does this relate to cheese? I used to live about 6 miles from Gouda and would go on Thursdays to the cheese market…because…how can you go wrong with a cheese market???
L is for Laughter, because it truly is the best medicine–unless you have TB or malaria or something like that, then I would highly recommend medication.
M is for Molasses cookies, my favoritest cookies in the world!
N is for Nelson, as in Willie (and Waylon and the boys).
O is for Oven–I love baking and roasting and I can go without a lot of things, but an oven ain’t one of them!
P is for Peckish. For most people, it means slight hungry. But I’m never slightly hungry, so when you hear me say peckish know that it means “I’m so hungry I could eat a horse and chase the rider, but I don’t want you to think me gluttonous, so I’m going to just pretend that I’m kinda hungry and then either eat all of the snacks you foolishly set out or go back for seconds and thirds when we do eat.”
Q is for quixotic, which is just fun to say…quixotic, quixotic, quixotic!
R is for reading and don’t ask me to pick a favorite book. I’m still trying to narrow my list down to 10 so I can post it on FB (and we’ll just pretend I wasn’t tagged to do it a month ago…sorry Becca!)
S is for Shiner…and failing that, Stella (and don’t tell me it’s cheating because I’ve already listed beer…it’s MY list!)
T is for Tolkien. You thought it would be TEXAS! didn’t you? I just wanted to share a line in a poem in Lord of the Rings, The Fellowship of the Ring, which completely sums up my life: All those who wander are not lost. I do hope, though, that you appreciate that I was still able to work TEXAS! into the T slot 😉
U is for umbrellas. I totally have Mary Poppins to thank for my love of umbrellas. Ironically, I hate using them in NYC. People here are oblivious when using them and tend to poke other people in the head, repeatedly until I feel an urge to grab the umbrella out of their hands and give them a good smack with it. I refrain, of course, but I know that I’m one huge rainstorm away from needing bail money.
V is for vino. What? It’s a word. It is in my house….and that’s all that matters.
W is for wanderlust. The reason wine is called vino in this list. Traveling is truly my passion. Even more so than eating and drinking. Luckily, I consider imbibing in the local food and drink an integral part of traveling! I was bit by the wanderlust bug when I went to The Netherlands (see K is for Kaas) right after high school–and I have no plans to stop any time soon and “I haven’t been everywhere yet, but it’s on my list.”
X is for Xi, which is one of my favorite words to play in Words with Friends.
Y is for Yoga, something I’ve recently started doing. Who knew stretching and finding on your inner zen could be so draining? Please don’t write in and tell me yoga is more than stretching and finding your inner zen. I know it is, but when you’re watching others it looks so relaxing and graceful. I’m here to tell you for me it is neither relaxing nor graceful, but I do enjoy blundering through class–even if I look like a bull in a china shop.
Z is for zazzy. And yes, you have to say it like Sheldon. And if you need further explanation, I’m not sure we can be friends anymore (if you’re worried about it, I can totally be bought with wine, beer, and cheese….but not crappy cheese–if you’re trying to bribe me, it had better be aaaaaaa-mazing cheese!).
And that’s me in a nutshell!
For the record, this was a lot more tedious than I thought it would be, so not as easy as the Jackson Five would have you believe!
Thanks for indulging me!
Before I show you the delicious, amazingness that was my bacon, avocado blue cheeseburger (yeah, it was…wow…just simply wow), I have a little story to tell you about the last time I was home.
About 16 miles from Fredericksburg is a slightly-hard-to-find-but-oh-so-worth-it restaurant called Alamo Springs Cafe.
Their burgers and onion rings are quite simply (as the kidlets say today): off the hook! Apparently everything on the menu is tasty. People I know, love, and trust with food recommendations will confirm this. I personally don’t know. Despite any delusions I may have about menu-ly branching out before I get there, I always get a burger and onion rings. So when I was home last spring, I assembled the family to go out to Alamo Springs, which requires 2 cars and a 30 minute drive, as the majority of the 16 miles is on a small, winding county road. So we caravan out there. Aaaaand…it’s closed. All week. For spring break. WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!! After some good humored ribbing while we walked back to the cars, we caravan back to town. It made for some great family bonding. What? That’s my story and I’m sticking to it!!
Fast forward to this trip. To avoid the same fate, my sis-in-law calls under the guise to make reservations (a good idea if it’s a Friday or Saturday night!), but I know it was to make sure they were, in fact, open (you can also check on their Facebook page)! Good thing too, because YUM YUM YUM YUM YUM YUM…YUM to the infinity!
There are so many amazing things on the menu, but how can you ever go wrong with building your own burger?!?!? Alamo Springs offers a plethora of burger add-ons–almost to the point of being hard to narrow it down. Feeling extra indulgent, I went with avocado, blue cheese, and bacon. But I was a good girl and opted for the whole wheat bun rather than the jalapeno cheese bun! This is what was soon set in front of me.
The meat was juicy. The bacon was crisp. The avocado was creamy. The blue cheese was tangy. Altogether it was magic.
But wait! There’s more! You can’t forget the onion rings!! A looooong time ago, they used to serve shoe-string onion rings, which I prefer ever-so-slightly more than these babies.
But you won’t find me complaining–the batter is fried just enough to give them a satisfying crunch when you bite into one and the onion just melts in your mouth. The only bad part about them is reaching the bottom of the basket!!
Ultimately, it’s a great place to spend laughing and drinking and just enjoying spending time with the family–and isn’t that what trips home are all about?
Well, that and great burgers…