Wednesday, January 14, 2009

The Letter D

My fellow blogger and Cake Wrecks fan, Liz, invited her readers to play a game.  She assigns you a letter, and you must then come up with a post on ten things you like that begin with that letter.  In honor of Tony Dungy's retirement as the Colts Head Coach, she gave me the letter D. Since I already paid homage to him in an earlier post, he won't be on this list.

Daughters.
Mine.
They are 
smart, 
funny, 
beautiful inside and out
and
all-around terrific.

DSW (Designer Shoe Warehouse)
I love the Clearance Aisle.
Drinking.
I do enjoy an adult beverage.

Diamonds.
I got this necklace in honor of the 
Colts Superbowl XLI Victory.
Decorating Cakes.
I'm not the best,
I'm not the worst.

Deodorant.
It makes the world a much better place.

Disco.
Mock me all you want, 
but every year I request KC & the Sunshine Band
at our work holiday party,
and the dance floor gets crowded.

Diet Dr. Pepper
It REALLY does taste more like regular Dr. Pepper

Donuts.
I cannot resist them.
I was stoked when Dunkin Donuts came to town, 
only to be greatly disappointed.
$8 a dozen?  That's insane.
PLUS, there was hardly any filling in them.  Boooo!

Dogs.
These two.
Even though they are yappy little pains in the butt.

Thanks, Liz! That was a lot of fun!!

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

You forgot Don Johnson, but that's probably because it's D *and* J.

Anonymous said...

I almost put you on the list under "Dope."

Anonymous said...

Okay, don't anyone snitch on me, but in high school I had THE biggest crush on Harry Casey (aka KC of KC and the Sunshine Band), so for Grad Night at Disney World, while everyone was out riding the rides and having a wonderful time, I was standing vigil at the KC and the Sunshine Band stage and cried like a Beatles's groupie when they played their ridiculously small set. I waited for more, by myself. They never came back (or they did but I don't remember) and at the end of the night I got back on the bus having done nothing but smeared my mascara. You think I would have learned something, but in college one of our tennis stars supposedly knew Harry and promised to take me to him in Hialeah, Florida. I was his slave, but I never made the trip and the guy was probably a con man.

So - enjoy your dreams CC, but don't actually fall in love with Harry. I think he's old, fat, and bald anyway now.

PS: Your pic is rockin' sistah. Let's have a Margarita sometime!

Anonymous said...

LMAO, Alix! I never had the hots for KC and if I did, they would have been squashed back in the mid-90s when we saw him perform after an Indianapolis Ice game.

Old? Check!
Fat? Check!
Bald? Check?
Stoned? Check!

Oh, and YES to the Margarita!

Anonymous said...

Donuts is most definitely the best one.....

Anonymous said...

Dunkin' Donuts, pah! I grew up in Dunkin' land, but am now a Krispy Kreme convert. Not only are they luscious and sweet, but they melt in your mouth, so you can eat MORE!!! (Homer Simpson drooool...)

Anonymous said...

Dope works.

Anonymous said...

very cute mommy :D

Anonymous said...

and farmer... i cant believe you chose donuts over me and lil >=/