Me: The Abridged Version, D

(Note:  I am fully aware that I left my own name, Danielle, off of this "D" list).

This is getting harder now.  Or maybe I'm just lazy.  Oooh, lazy.  A good "L" word. 


Dude
I say this word entirely too often.  I have never been a surfer.  I am not a stoner.  And yet I still say this word atleast 10 times a day.  As in, "Dude, I forgot I need to pay some bills!"  I've even been caught calling my little girl Jayna this (see also "Jayna").  It's ridiculous and probably makes me sound slightly uneducated...or stoned.  Dude, what can I say?

Diet
I've never been good at dieting.  It's the one thing in which I have little willpower.  I'm not sure why, but I suspect it has something to do with me loving beer so much (see also "beer").  I did the Special K diet and did very well for about 3 months.  It did help, but I became tired of eating cereal and went back to eating junk.  Maybe someday I'll find the balance between food and diet and exercise (see also "exercise").  Yeah, who am I kidding??

Dog
I can't imagine my life without a dog in it.  Or two dogs.  Or ten dogs.  I love dogs to such an extreme extent that I want to adopt every stray dog I meet.  The dog that I call my first dog (although there was one before him when I was young that my parents gave away because my brother and I fought over him too much) is Captain Morgan (see also "Moe").  Morgan is a shepard/lab mix and is now 9 years old and as playful as the day we got him.  I love that dog like he's my child and would do just about anything for him.  Maxx was our second dog who was the exact opposite of Moe but just as lovable (see also "Maxx").  Maxx passed away and then there was Oliver (see also "Ollie").  Oliver has a personality all his own, but we love him just the same.  I can't go into a shelter and come out without a dog.  It's just not me.  I am known to rescue dogs and then disperse them among my friends.  This has backfired more than once and now my friends are stuck with dogs they love but who have, in some cases, serious behavioral problems.  Oops.  Sorry, guys.  But aren't they just so cute?!?

Devil's Advocate
From time to time, I play the devil's advocate in arguments.  Okay, okay.  I do it almost everytime.  But I love the fact that I can see two sides to every story.  Although it does get in the way of my decision-making now and again (see also "decision").  Like that time Chris told me that we didn't need a Trailblazer and I said we did and named a handful of reasons.  And now we have a Trailblazer that I love but could've paid WAY less for had I waited and not argued so much (see also "shiny red apple syndrome").

Decision
I can't make a decision to save my life.  I am hardcore about doing research on everything I buy and everything I do.  I have always been an advocate of "knowledge is power" (see also "knowledge").  But an exhorbitant amount of knowledge can severely cloud judgment!  I usually do hours of research on any given thing, but when it comes to the final decision I just wing it anyway.  I suppose this is another one of my flaws...

Distraction
Picture it...I am at home and I have exactly two hours (Jayna's nap duration) to get 7 or 8 things done.  Within those 7 or 8 things are some important chores, namely laundry and dishes, but first I need to eat a quick lunch.  I get my lunch and sit down on the couch to eat it and immediately get sucked in to one of the various television shows I've been sucked into at one point or another.  And nothing gets done.  No dishes done.  No laundry folded.  Before I had Jayna, I once spent an ENTIRE Sunday watching a  Rollergirls marathon.  The entire day.  And while that show is riveting and all, the fact that I spent the whole say watching it is just embarrassing.  I got up to go to the bathroom and to get food (see also "lazy").  Oh look...a shiny penny...

What are your "D" words?