Monday, June 6, 2011

True Facts

Sophia tagged me, and typically I don't do stuff like this, but let's be honest, I liked the attention lol. You want to do it too? I'm tagging you now! :)

Do you think you're hot?

Hell yes. It's Houston in June. It was 105 yesterday. Oh, wait, you meant looks wise?

Upload a picture or wallpaper that you're using at the moment.

A couple of months ago, husband I got obsessed with the Ricky Gervais show, and by association, Karl Pilkington.

When was the last time you ate chicken meat?
Saturday we went to a new pizza place downtown, Bombay Pizza Company. Pizza with tandoori chicken, crab meat, cilantro mint chutney, artichokes, mozzarella and provolone. Other side was strawberries, gouda, pine nuts, balsamic vinegar, tomatoes, and basil. AMAZING.

The song(s) you listened to recently.

My ex certainly didn't give me much happiness, but he definitely had great taste in music. It was through him that I found my love for Erasure.

Despite introducing me to great music, he was still a tool. He dumped me on 9/11/01. After the planes hit. He later tells me that he thought this was a good idea, so that I wouldn't be so sad about the terrorist attacks. WTF? I wonder if he reads this blog. Hey there! Water under the bridge lol.

What were you thinking as you were doing this?

Trying to remember if I've publicly judged people for doing these, despite how much I love reading them. Nope, I think I'm good.

Do you have nicknames? What are they?

Depends on who you ask. One of my oldest friends has an affinity for calling me Tina Spice, a combo of Tina Turner and Scary Spice. Yes, my hair was bigger in high school than it is now. Husband calls me dear or kitten. My mom used to call me Deedee as a kid. Old roller derby name was Lulu. For a while after I got married I wanted to go by my middle name, Mia. Now? I guess I'm just Heather.

Will blog about my weekend in a bit. Gotta go catch up with this hockey game comprised of teams I don't give a damn about the rest of the season. Why oh why do I always get wrapped up in the Stanley Cup finals?


Sophia the Writer said...

LOVE Erasure...but not as much as this guy I dated who framed albums and posters over his bed...and wore jeans so tight his thighs rubbed holes...

Unlikely Oilfield Wife said...

Ooohh, framed albums and posters? YIKES!