A. Age: Geez, start at the jugular - thirty. Cuz spelling it out makes it hurt less. And I feel fancy.
B. Bed size: Queen
C. Chore you hate: Tied between dishes and laundry. Laundry gets done when I run out of underwear, go through my "special occasion FREE Victoria Secret thongs", and are about to put on my swimsuit bottoms.
D. Dogs: None at the moment, but I'm dreaming of puppies. And babies.
E. Essential start to your day: Waking up in a panic because I'm running late for life, again.
F. Favorite color: Pink.
G. Gold or Silver: Jedi mind trick. I have and wear both.
H. Height: 5'2
I. Instruments you play: Lead guitarist (singer/dancer) in my shower, car, and random public places. Oh, you meant an actual instrument? I can rock the shit out of chopsticks on the piano, played the Viola for about 2.5 seconds in middle school, and mastered the recorder in elementary school.
J. Job Title: Claims Representative. I get paid to listen to grown men bitch about their ailment "du jour", being woken in the middle of the night for awesome things like "back strain" and "dehydration".
K. Kids: None. But I want four. NOW.
L. Live: Saint Louis, Missouri - home of the Arch, Cardinals baseball, and toasted ravioli.
M. Married: Nope. One day, God willing. Before my eggs die.
N. Nicknames: Cia, Marty, and "Marsha". Because no one pronounces my name properly. At this point in life you could yell anything and I would turn around. Cuz I think I'm famous. And I'm nosy.
O. Overnight hospital stays: Breast Reduction (that's a story for another day kids)
P. Pet peeve: I'm OCD, so there is a LIST. Let's not focus on the negatives, mmkay?
R. Righty or Lefty: Left
S. Siblings: Jennifer and Jaleesa. I'm the
T. Time you wake up: In my imagination, 5am. In reality, 6am or later. (see "E")
U. University attended: Fontbonne University (for undergrad - FU!) and Webster University (MBA). Don't believe me? I've got massive student loan debt you are welcome to pay for if you need convincing.
V. Vegetables you dislike: Sauteed mushrooms.
W. What makes you run late: The snooze button, then deciding that moment is the opportune time to rearrange my cupboards or start long overdue chores (see "C")
X. X-rays you've had: Teeth, Pelvis, Knee
Y. Yummy food: Champagne, sweets, carbs. If those things had no calories or didn't provide wicked hangovers I'd carry a camelback full of bubbly and double fist equal parts mac and cheese and cupcakes.
Z. Zoo animal favorite: Primates. Specifically the gorillas. If you'd like to fund my safari to the Congo so I could volunteer/study them in their natural habitat I'd love ya lots like tator tots.