|A is for age: Well, I was born the year Biafra seceded from Nigeria and Israel fought the Six Day War. Also, The Graduate was in theaters and the Beatles came out with Sergeant Pepper. If you said “huh?” about any of that you don’t deserve to know.
B is for burger of choice: Mom’s turkey burger.
C is for the car I drive: 2004 Honda CRV. Silver.
D is for your dog’s name: I have a cat named Lady Jane. She is much easier to deal with than a dog.
E is for essential item you use every day: Allergy meds.
F is for favorite TV show at the moment: Hmmm . . .NCIS? Bones?
G is for favorite game: Hockey.
H is for home state: Indiana
I is for instruments you play: Zip, zilch, nada. Although I played the clarinet in middle school and took a guitar class in college.
J is for favorite juice: Orange.
K is for whose bum you’d like to kick: Clueless legislators interfering with education.
L is for last restaurant at which you ate: Chilis. (I almost never eat there, but my parents took me out for my birthday.)
M is for your favorite Muppet: Ernie. Animal is runner up.
N is for number of piercings: 4 total (2 each ear).
O is for overnight hospital stays: Don’t ask.
P is for people you were with today: 730 insane children ready for Christmas break, a large group of faculty even more ready.
Q is for what you do with your quiet time: Knit and read (sometimes at the same time; sometimes with audiobooks).
R is for biggest regret: Do not dwell on regrets.
S is for status: Happily single.
T is for time you woke up today: 5:30 ish.
U is for what you consider unique about yourself: I am a hockey-loving, knitting-fiend klutzy librarian who would love to live in Ireland.
V is for vegetable you love: Broccoli.
W is for worst habit: Food that is the nutritional opposite of broccoli.
X is for x-rays you’ve had: Lungs, sinuses, tear ducts.
Y is for yummy food you ate today: Homemade vanilla shortbread made as a birthday present by my friend Lacy.
Z is for zodiac: Sagittarius (although the fact that it says “you know how to change when the time is right . . .all change is good” shows how ludicrous I find the whole concept).