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100 Things About Me

My favorite song is sung by Al Green but written by Barry Gibb. Yup, a Bee Gee.
When I was 16, I spent a summer taking steroids because I almost went blind in one eye.
I may have children but I can have a conversation about topics besides children.
I cry every time I hear “Con te partiro” because it was playing when I was made to say goodbye to my old life.
Having blood drawn for tests scares me more than going through labor. I’m scared of needles.
I believe if you carry the baby, you get to name the baby. I don’t care what you think about that.
I was born in New York. Don’t know where my “accent” came from. I know it’s not a (stereo)typical New York one.
Although I had a big wheel and a tricycle as a little girl, I never learned how to ride a bike.
I used to work on political campaigns. For both parties. But I’ve always voted party line. Always.
My dream car was a Lamborghini Diablo. When I bought my first car it was a Ford Explorer.
I was a starter wife.
The Moai statues on Easter Island scare me. Seriously.
The Cure’s lovesong lyrics are so hauntingly beautiful. I want a song to be written for me.
People who spend time on Google looking up someone else’s background instead of just asking the person and getting to know them are creepy. No if, ands or buts about it.
My number is pretty low. 4. But to this day, I regret it not being 5.
I lost my virginity to my first husband. We weren’t high school sweethearts but I was a senior.
My first husband cheated on me and Star magazine offered me $$$$$$ to give them details.
I went on a date with a celebrity. Once. But my date with Tourette guy was more interesting.
My ex-husband has remarried but still calls me every year on our wedding anniversary. His wife doesn’t have a clue.
The King of Queens rings a little too close to home.
The first time I went to a gynecologist, I was pregnant with my daughter.
I was adopted. And yes I know my birth mother. I am so lucky to have been adopted.
I can’t swallow pills. Really. Not Tylenol. Not Advil. So I take Children’s Liquid Motrin.
Mean girls tried to get me sloppy drunk when I was 21. But someone was watching over me.
I can recite the names of the books of the Old Testament in order. (Genesis, Exodus, Leviticus)
I wanted my college major to be Government but it ended up being Economics.
Six dollars in food stamps are somewhere in my apt as a reminder that life can always change.
A potty mouth is the only thing my Teamster ex left me.
I played strip poker once. Outdoors. In a backyard.
I have never shoplifted. Not even a grape from the supermarket.
I don’t plan on getting my daughter’s ears pierced. She can do it one day with her friends. (I once had six piercings in one ear.)
I was on Sesame Street with my sister. But it wasn’t with any of the characters.
Luke and Natalie’s father is passive aggressive. It explains a lot. I diagnosed him myself.
There’s an author out there who took a story I told her and turned it into a bestseller.
I’ve gone to bed with my makeup on and contacts in.
I didn’t see “The Breakfast Club” or any of the brat pack movies until I was in my 20s. And then I realized I lived very close to two of the actors in that movie.
My hair is really mine – and the color. So are my finger nails (the color is essie Vanity Fairest). And my chest (bra size 34c).
Danny Glover once read me a bedtime story.
Jamie Collum drank green tea from my tea cup without asking. Lucky for him, I don’t have cooties.
I go to tea every week. Scones are present. Sometimes even ones without fruit.
Gave my son haircuts every few months until my mother put a stop to that insane delusion which had me thinking they were coming out superbly.
Adrienne Shelly was one of my favorite actresses. Jeff Buckley was one of my favorite singers. R.I.P.
Manhattan Clam Chowder should never be offered on menus. New England is so much better.
I won’t eat chicken ~~unless it’s boneless~~. Chicken ~~on the bone~~ doesn’t entice me.
I had a silly school girl crush on Jason Lee until My Name is Earl aired.
I’m not a fan of going to the gym. I would definitely disappoint my personal trainer.
Flan, crème brulee, fruit tarts and oatmeal raisin cookies are my downfall.
My ethnicity confuses people. I’m not really sure why. I thought it was pretty obvious.
I met Dave Navarro and now could care less if any other celebrity is at a studio with me.
I love my bed. It’s big enough for my three kiddos to play with their toys on it with me.
Getting a pedicure tickles my feet. It’s so embarrassing.
Out of all my friends from high school, I’m the only one not currently living with parents or unemployed.
I don’t like Ben and Jerry’s ice cream. Except while pregnant I ate their Cookies n’ Cream.
Hate chocolate. With a passion. Even if it’s covering fruit.
I love the house salad from Frankie and Johnnie’s Pine North in New Rochelle. Yummy.
Once every three years or so, I used to get a craving for White Castle double cheeseburgers. I would order three, eat one and a half, and then regret having that craving for another three years. Or more.
If the celebrity is rumored to be gay and happens to be married; chances are I typed their “contract” during my former career.
When I visit other U.S. cities, I visit as a local. Never as a camera toting tourist.
Someone actually thought I made up the fact I am a mom. Because I didn’t walk around with an album full of photos of them. And because my phone calls were never interrupted by them.
Cops and firemen hit on me all the time. It’s kind of weird. Especially when I was pregnant.
I have dark brown eyes. I wear contacts during the day. And glasses when I’m at home.
Red gerbera daisies are my favorite flower.
My shoe size varies. Sometimes 9 or 9 ½ - other times 10. Depends on the brand. Style.
I think it’s sad we don’t live forever. And that everyone dies. I don’t live each day to its fullest.
Met my first husband through a blind date, sort of. Met my second (officially) while walking to a lunch date.
Is it possible to have failed gym class? I may have come close. I know I had to take makeup classes right before graduation.
I made a New Year’s Resolution to run the ING New York City Marathon. I’m really nervous.
In a moment of sheer insanity, I took a ride from a strange guy literally trying to pick me up. His line was “Don’t worry, I’m not a murderer.” Thank goodness I’m no longer a teenager.
Went on a date with a guy from an online dating site.
My mother and a friend of mine bonded over shopping at a store which makes me break out at the thought of shopping with crowds of women looking for “good buys”.
I think one of my high school teachers liked me. Yes, like that. A few years after I graduated, there was a rumor he slept with a student. Who knows if its true. I know it definitely wasn’t me.
My personal checkbook has various works of art. My business checkbook is standard yellow checks. I haven’t used either since I tend to pay by phone, internet or automatic debit.
I hate smoothies with bananas. I can only eat a banana when I’m pregnant.
I only eat Cream of Wheat if my grandmother makes it for me. With golden raisins and sugar.
Not sure if I know how to make coffee but a coffee pot, some filters and maybe even a bag of coffee is in my kitchen in case I want to try again.
My freshman year of high school I was given an award that sets off nerd sirens. alarms. alerts.
My freshman year of college, I worked fulltime while attending classes fulltime. It sucked.
Tribeca Grill is one of my favorite restaurants. The other is in a town I don’t visit anymore.
Used to put honey or maple syrup on bacon and ketchup on fried chicken. Now I don’t eat either.
My favorite color to wear is blue… royal blue, navy blue, sky blue, baby blue…
When I named my children I didn’t see the Star Wars similarity. Until baby #3 arrived.
I have never done any drugs, including marijuana.
I get annoyed by people who don’t know the difference between “stationary” and “stationery”. Especially the ones who own invitation and note card companies.
I was voted most likely to become a catalog model. (They didn’t mean Frederick’s of Hollywood.)
I went to an all girls Catholic high school. Twice. (I still have a plaid uniform skirt.)
My alumnus recommendation for Columbia was the highest he had ever given. In fact, he talked about me at all of the interviews he had with students from my high school that year. Ooops.
Every time I see Jon Cryer I think of the lip synching scene he did in Pretty in Pink to Otis Redding. Every single time without fail. Poor guy is typecast in my book.
I’ve cried myself to sleep a few times.
I once woke up and found a gun under my pillow. Yup, scared me too.
I am able to recite from memory 99% of Boiler Room, Pride and Prejudice and Heartbreakers. Three very similar movies, huh.
I can wink with my left eye but not my right. That’s the eye that almost went blind.
Early 80s Freestyle music is a secret favorite of mine. “Let the music play, he won’t get away.” So is the soundtrack to GoodFellas “Remember… walking in the sand.”
Took Junior year classes while a Frosh. Didn’t graduate early though.
Failed my road test the first time around. Passed it the second time before I put the key in the ignition. Toot toot! Beep beep!
Wish Ally McBeal and Gilmore Girls never went off the air. Hey, look at Law and Order!
I’ve started buying organic and cage free foods for my kids. And stopped buying foie gras.
My high school year book photo isn’t the one I chose. They published the wrong proof.
Didn’t go to my prom or anyone elses. Or any of my high school dances. Or on a spring break.
I know how to swim, eat more fruit than just watermelon, hate rap music and have never worn a weave.
It scares me when people I don’t know read lists like this one and then comment on the list.