Least Favorites:
- Book: The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne--I would rather be beaten with it than ever read it again.
- Movie: Sorcerer. My husband and I saw this when we were dating (1977). Trucks, mountainous terrain, and nitroglycerin. I kept hoping everything would blow up.
- Food: fish or liver, take your pick. Both make me want to hurl.
- Color: Aqua, the predominant color of my childhood, in the 60s. Everything in the kitchen was aqua, even our counter top. Yuck, yuck, yuck.
- Thing to do: Clean. I'm defeated by a mess. Overwhelmed doesn't begin to describe how I feel about my house.
- Gift: Anything from a particular sister-in-law. We draw names and the number of times she's gotten my name is uncanny. She has a knack for slights and insults, even through the guise of a gift.
- Genre: For books, romance. For movies, horror flicks.
- Dessert: Pumpkin pie. It just tastes bad and no amount of whipped cream can save it.
- Candy: Licorice--so vile it's hard to believe it's a candy.
- Soda: Root beer or Dr. Pepper. They taste the same to me. Bad.
- Magazine: Consumer Reports. Geez, how boring can you get?
- Thing about myself: My weight. Or my big feet.
- Favorite child: I'm not that mean. I don't have a favorite, either. I love them all.
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