Traveling on 9/11...and ABCs

Got home this afternoon, with a sigh of relief...no problems at either the Houston or Denver airports. In fact, it was a little quiet -- I suspect many people chose not to travel on 9/11. A small group of military guys were on my flight from Houston; they weren't dressed that way, but spoke and acted like they had a military background, and sported short haircuts. Nearly all of them slept or read -- but one stayed alert, his eyes roaming around the plane. Were they hired to keep an eye on things? 
    The 9/11 service at Ground Zero was moving. We WILL never forget.

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Frugal Babe, bless her heart, suggested passing on the ABCs of selfdom while blogging. How about you -- how would you fill these in?

A – Age. 52. (turning 53 shortly)
B – Bed Size.  Queen. Doctor's Choice brand -- otherwise, we get back problems. (But why would you care??)
C – Chore I dislike.  Vacuuming. I really don't mind everything else.
D – Dogs.  Well, our darling Charley. He must be growing his winter coat -- there's white fur everywhere.
E – Essential start to my day.  Great coffee -- and a chance to wake up without being excessively verbal.
F – Favorite Colors.  Cobalt blue. I love this clean, deep shade.
G – Gold or silver?  gold -- but silver is looking better on me, now my hair is going white.
H – Height.  I’m 5’7".
I – Instruments I play(ed).  Ten years of piano lessons...and fifteen-plus years of playing on the church worship team. Teaching kids piano and voice for years, as well. I also played eight years of trombone (middle and high school). Some organ, and I can plink along on guitar -- a few chords, anyways. Goal for this year: begin learning mandolin from Husband.
J – Job title.  That's a tough one. Maybe owner of Brickworks? Definitely writer, editor, judge, appraiser, teacher, curator. Caterer, secretary, cashier, custodian, apple orchard employee, teacher's assistant and executive secretary in past lives. Not to mention cook, cleaner and bottle washer around here.
K – Kids.  Daughters #1 and #2, 22 and 25, respectively.
L – Live.  In a brick (naturally) ranch in a rural/city neighborhood on the edge of Castle Rock, CO. We live way up on a hill, with a view of the mountains and plains 20-60 miles away in three directions.
M - Money tip I like best.  Spend less than you earn. No matter what. (And always check the markdown bins at the grocery store.)
N – Never plan to…  eat black licorice. Or die in bed.
O – Overnight hospital stays.  Only three times -- during kindergarten, getting my tonsils out, and during both girlies' births. Unless you count staying there with Husband, during his back surgeries and stay last year.
P - Pet Peeves.  Arrogance, whether you deserve to brag, or not. Picking your nose, thoroughly, while someone else is in the room. (Yuck.) Not to mention doing it while driving!
Q - Quote from a movie.  "My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die." (from the Princess Bride.)
R – Righty or lefty? Left-handed.
S - Siblings.  A crazy little brother, who keeps me sane and honest. His wife, my sister. Two wonderful older brothers-in-law, and their wives.
T - Time I wake up.  Lately, several times through the night. (Wish I could say differently.) Last night, I went to bed dead-tired at 1:00 a.m., then woke up about 3:45 a.m., 5:30 a.m., and 6:30 a.m. (I had to get up at 7:00.)
U – Underwear.  cotton. (But I would love to wear la-dee-dah silk.)
V - Vegetables I don’t like. Lima beans. I would have added brussel sprouts here, but Daughter #1 has a wonderful way of cooking them.
W – What makes me run late.  Trying to stuff too many last-minute chores or 'quickie' items in.
X – X-rays I’ve had.  Dental and some physical. Nothing fun.
Y – Yummy food I make.  Many different soups, stroganoff, breads...and a mean Sachertorte.

Z – Zoo animals I like.  Panthers. And polar bears.  (The Denver bears are lots of fun to watch.)

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