I saw this on Becky's blog and thought I'd have a bash too.
The A-Z of me...
Age: Thirty fucking eight! Do I look it? Hope not! Do I feel it? Noooo. I feel about 18. As you get older you realise Mother Nature has a twisted sense of humour. You feel EXACTLY the same inside, but things start to fall off and shrivel up.
Bed Size: King size. We have a brown leather sleigh bed with drawers underneath. It's lovely.
Chore you hate: Ironing. We don't even have an ironing board....but we do have 2 irons. Go figure!
Dogs: None, but if I could I'd have a Staffy, French Bulldog or Boston Terrier.
Essential start to the day: Porridge and apple juice whilst catching up on emails.
Favourite colour: Purple.
Gold or silver: Silver, although gold suits me better. I just think gold tends to look quite chavvy on a lot of people.
Height: 5ft 5 and a half.
Instruments you play: None.
Job title: I’m in benefits because of my disabilities.
Kids: Zilch, but we're trying to reproduce.
Live: Hastings but I'm from Kent.
Mother's name: Phyllis.
Nicknames: Mutton Chops, Mutton, Muffin.
Overnight hospital stays: When I was 15 I got run over by a Ford Transit van and sustained head injuries and was kept in for observation as I had concussion. In 2003 I had my first ectopic pregnancy and was in hospital for 3 days. In 2011 I had my second ectopic pregnancy (and first ever surgery) and was in hospital for 4 days.
Pet peeves: Bad manners, bad parenting, people who are cruel to animals, bigots, liars, flaky people, cheats, thieves, people who crave drama, David Cameron.
Quote from a movie: "If you want him, come and claim him!" Major LOTR fan.
Right or left-handed: Right.
Stores you love: New Look, Yours, ASOS.
Time you wake up: When I wake up. I don't set an alarm because insomnia blows.
Underwear: Comfy! I can't stand knickers that crawl up my bum! Bras are the bane of my life. No matter what I do, give it 2 months and I'll have underwires stabbing me somewhere as they escape from my bra.
Vegetable you hate: Brussels sprouts because they make me fart like a geriatric dog.
What makes you run late: Anxiety and poor time management (the latter is mainly because Fibro makes me forgetful!)
Xrays you've had: Oh shit, how long have you got?! Ankles - both - numerous times, I've had more sprains than I care to remember. My knee, head, chest.
Yummy food you make: Omelettes, pasta, lemon infused chicken.
Zoo animals: Otters because they have very human looking hands, meerkats because they're so cute and tiny, big cats like leopards and cheetahs because their coats are sexy, hehe.
I hope you do this too, I'd love to see.
Thanks for reading.