Like most of our generation, Robert and I only have our cell phones. Mostly we don't see the point in adding another bill every month when our cell phones work just fine and get the job done. And it's not as though we could dump the cell phones and switch to a landline - we both have to have cell phones for work (he has to be able to get in touch with the shop at anytime while he's out around the city cleaning carpets, and they have to be able to get in touch with him; also, every couple of months he's on call for a week and they have to be able to get ahold of him no matter where he's at. I technically don't *have* to have a cell phone, but in my line of work, it makes my life a hell of a lot more convenient - this way if I need to get in touch with the store while I'm on a delivery, or if I need to get in touch with the customer, I don't have to look for a pay phone. Also, if the customer calls the store while I'm en route and tells them something I need to know - for example, recently, a hotel customer realized he had given the wrong room number - they can call me and let me know that information). So a landline is not economically feasible, therefore, we don't have one.

The only thing I remember being afraid of as a kid was the vacuum cleaner, and that was more the noise than anything else, and once I was about seven or so, I got used to the noise and the vacuum didn't scare me anymore. Other than that, I can't remember being afraid of anything. I even tried reading other answers to see if any would trigger my memories, and nothing did.

Of course, I'm absolutely terrified of spiders now, but that fear didn't manifest itself until high school.

Carrie Underwood, no freaking contest. And you get no reason, because no reason is necessary. It's Carrie Underwood. That's all the reason you need.

I think my favorite is The Polar Express. I generally am not a big fan of the Christmas movie genre (or Christmas songs, for that matter - the only ones that don't make me want to gag myself are the Trans-Siberian Orchestra version of "Carol of the Bells" and the song by Brad Paisley about the completely politically correct Christmas) but this one, for some reason, melts even my bah-humbug-ish heart. I don't know, maybe it's the computer-animated Tom Hanks.

(on a sidenote, sorry all I've been posting lately is answers to Writer's Block.)

November 20. Josh Turner, Dierks Bentley,, and Joe Biden, all of whom I happen to be fans of. Well, I guess the appropriate term for Biden is supporter. Whatever. I actually just discovered all of those in the last year - before then, I didn't know of anyone who shared my birthday. Even non-famous people - I was ALWAYS the only one in school, and later, work, who had my birthday. Of course, a buttload of people always had a birthday about a week before mine - you had all those people who were conceived on Valentine's Day. But my mom's birthday is February 22, mine's November 20 - now you know when I was conceived ;D

IN WHICH LIZ DISCUSSES RELIGION AGAIN - feel free to skip if desired.

Joan of Arcadia. It was only on for two seasons, but I thought it was one of the best shows on TV. Back then, I pretty much felt the same way I do now about religion - I believe in God and I sort of consider myself a Christian, but I pretty much can't stand the utter hatred that spews out of so many Christians' mouths. I appreciated the show for talking about God without getting preachy, or saying that "oh, only THIS way is an okay way to believe." The show portrayed God pretty much the way I believe is true - that He's extremely compassionate, loving, and despite what his louder followers would have you believe, doesn't hate anyone and believes in everyone. God would appear to Joan as people from various ways of life - sometimes as a middle-aged dog walker, other times as a goth kid at her school, other times a little girl from her neighborhood, among other incarnations. His missions to her didn't always make sense to her or the audience, but by the end of the episode, she (and the audience) would realize the purpose (example: when she was told to take the school outcast to the prom - he snuck in alcohol and got expelled, but God showed her an alternate timeline, one where she had not taken him, he had not gone and subsequently had not gotten expelled - he ended up shooting up the school - his being expelled was the lesser of two evils). I can't remember exactly, but I'm pretty sure the show got cancelled for low ratings - which was a shame, because it was an awesome show.

Sweet potatoes. Seriously. Gross. Every single year growing up, up until I was about 16 or so and my mom finally realized that maybe my taste buds were different than hers, I was forced to eat them at Thanksgiving and at Christmas. My mom's logic was that if I was forced to eat them enough times, I'd learn to like them. Ha! Didn't work! And now that I've got my own family and am cooking my own Thanksgiving dinner this year, guess what? There will be no sweet potatoes on my my menu!

The only thing on my menu this year that I don't like is stuffing, but I'm making it because my husband likes it. Stuffing is another food I always had to eat and despite my mother's best attempts to force me to like it, never did learn to like.

But, I'm also making turkey, mashed potatoes and gravy, green bean casserole, rolls, deviled eggs, a strawberry-banana pie, egg nog, and punch to drink. I'm so stupidly excited, and I was looking at how long it's going to take me to make each thing and I'm not gonna have to do any preparation the night before other than cleaning my house up - no cooking the night before for me. Yay!

I like to start off without any help, but I usually wind up getting stuck and finding myself looking up strategy guides on the internet :(

(I'm sorry all I've been doing is Writer's Block lately. Real life is monotonous at the moment and not worth blogging about. ssdd.)

"Your face!" works pretty well and is pretty ideal in most situations. Followed by "Your mom!"

The problem with "your mom" however is when siblings use it on each other - however that can be amusing to watch. Of course, I'm an only child so I don't have this problem :D

Well, considering my profile says I've posted somewhere around 6000 comments and only received somewhere around 1600, I'm going to say I'm more of a comment-maker. Apparently I talk more than my friends, and that would be the reason why :D