I'm feeling unimaginative today and I have to pack and get ready to head to New Hampshire for Thanksgiving, where, upon my arrival, I have to start getting ready to feed 14 people Thanksgiving dinner. So I "borrowed" this from Badger.
First Best Friend: Debby H., which lasted from kindergarten to fifth grade.
First Kiss: Oh dear, I can't remember his name, and he was my first "boyfriend." I was 12 or 13 and it was at one of those post-dancing school dances where you're supposed to learn how to behave. I'm sure having a 13 year old boy stick his tongue into the mouth of a 13 year old girl WAS NOT AT ALL WHAT THE ORGANIZERS HAD IN MIND, but whatever. For the record, and in case you think I'm some kind of hussy, I didn't enjoy it.
First Screen Name: The first syllable of my real first name. No, not "Pop."
First Pet: Black cat named Winkie who was there my entire life and died when I was 15. Oh, the crying that ensued.
First Piercing: Ears, and I can't remember how old I was. Maybe 13. I did it myself, following the instructions from a chapter of Louisa May Alcott's Eight Cousins. See? I was always a geek.
First Crush: Matthew P. In fourth grade I paid him a quarter to kiss Debby H., which was how the nine-year-old Poppy expressed devotion. No, I don't understand it either.
First CD: Like Badger, I don't remember. My first vinyl was a Partridge Family single, "I Think I Love You," as sung by David Cassidy. I won it at one of those post-dancing school dances. Probably as a punishment for letting a thirteen year old boy put his tongue in my mouth.
First Car: 1993 Saturn SL2, which, coincidentally enough, is currently sitting in my driveway waiting for the charity to tow its completely dead self away.
Last alcoholic beverage: A glass of white wine, last night, which I didn't finish.
Last Car Ride: Yesterday, from Chicago to Winnetka.
Last Kiss: This morning when That Stud Muffin I Married left. Poor thing probably got a mouthful of Elizabeth Arden's Eight Hour Cream. Serves him right for trying to slip me the tongue. If he doesn't watch out, Santa is going to put a David Cassidy album in his stocking.
Last Movie Seen: Capote. And what a repellent specimen of humanity he was.
Last Phone Call: Today, from Fiddledeedee. She was trying to talk me into going to yoga class. Shyeah, right! As frocking if.
Last CD played: Disc number 7 from Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone.
6 Have You Evers.
Have You Ever Dated One Of Your Best Friends: No.
Have You Ever Broken the Law: Yes.
Have You Ever Been Arrested: No.
Have You Ever Skinny Dipped: Yes.
Have You Ever Been in love: Yes.
5 Things You're Wearing: periwinkle cashmere crewneck, jeans, a bra, a pair of underpants and ... nothing. I'm one-fifth naked. Maybe I really am a hussy.
5 Things You Did Yesterday: drank tea, blogged, packed, drove home, watched Three Stooges.
5 Things You Can't Live Without: tea, laptop, son, daughter, Eclipse peppermint chewing gum. Or do you think I should say That Stud Muffin I Married? Well, I was just kidding about the gum, even though it is magically addictive. So here's the real fifth thing: Diet Coke. (Listen, I'm no voyeur. My private life is my business, except when I'm french-kissing on a dance floor. Anyway, he reads my blog. So this will keep him humble. Right, sweetie?)
5 places You've Been: The Max Factor Museum in Los Angeles, St. Mark's Basilica in Venice, inside the Statue of Liberty, the Chapel of St. Chapelle in Paris, Canterbury Cathedral in England.
3 People You Can Tell *Almost* Anything To (in no particular order).
1. That Stud Muffin I Married
3. Best friend number 3, the one who goes from 7th grade to the present.
1. Black or White: black (white is for nurses and brides.)
2. Hot or Cold: hot (if we're talking about beverages and kisses.)