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Andrea Reiser is a blogger and author focusing on happiness and gratitude. The mother of four teenage boys, her latest book, "Letters From Home: A Wake-Up Call for Success & Wealth" (Wiley, 2010), has been described as “required reading for all parents,” and a “blueprint for raising healthy, happy, productive, and loving children.”
My favorite color is pink.
I was rescued from a burning boat when I was almost 12.
I'm fairly certain there's another woman out there walking around with the rest of my ass.
I can French-braid my own hair.
One of my ultimate joys is watching my babies sleep, no matter how big they are.
I collect antique teacups and rolling pins.
My favorite number is 18.
Don't come near me if you've eaten tuna salad within the last 12 hours.
I adore being an aunt.
I think most bad behavior is rooted in jealousy.
I'm a side-sleeper.
I once met someone at the airport wearing only high heels and a trench coat…and shortly thereafter married him.
I could live on a diet of great bread, great cheese, great wine and great chocolate.
My feet are quite ticklish and I have one outrageously ticklish vertebra.
I'm a popcorn snob and I order my kernels online.
I'm a sucker for celebrity-chef cookbooks.
I have two little girl doggies named Phoebe and Maisie.
I can't pee in a public restroom unless I cover my ears.
I delivered one of my kids breech.
I love to throw parties.
I obsessively organized by year my playlist of 500+ songs from the 70s.
When climbing a flight of stairs, I either silently count them or step to the beat of whatever song's in my head.
I have a fragrance collection in the several hundreds, but I always seem to return to Chanel No. 5.
I sing in the car, loudly.
I scream and hurl things when I'm livid.
Romantic = city lights + rainy night.
My high school English teacher insisted I was a lousy writer and I still have his comments to prove it.
I dig bald guys.
Thinking of my Mom's radiant smile at any given moment fills me with comfort.
I was stuck in an elevator in college and have been claustrophobic ever since.
I am often politically incorrect, and fairly unapologetic about it.
I've played piano since I was six.
Sushi and sake made me the mother of twins, and no, twins didn't run in the family.
I sleep with the sheets tightly tucked in.
Incompetence outrages me.
I have a theory about people who don't like shaved truffles.
I have a Mary Tyler Moore pin that brings me good luck.
I won a Royal Caribbean cruise at an insurance marketing convention, but ended up giving it to my sister and a friend.
I can't fall asleep (or go back to sleep in the middle of the night) without a sitcom on in the background.
I have a secret instant-off button.
I wrote Adam Sandler a fan letter way back when he was just a featured player on SNL and he sent me back an autographed picture telling me I sounded like an adorable girl myself.
My guacamole is so good it almost makes people faint.
My favorite shoe designer is Christian Louboutin, and Manolo is just a step behind.
I once spontaneously co-choreographed a musical to the song "Daybreak".
I have a thang for pink champagne.
I can knit but I can't crochet for shit.
I'm a quintessential Taurus, and my Chinese astrological sign is the horse.
I'm right-handed, except when attempting to do cartwheels.
The infrastructure of Manhattan fascinates me.
Since nearly the turn of the century, my sister and I have had a weekly email ritual to celebrate Mondays.
I use an electric toothbrush.
I know the words to "Rapper's Delight."
My favorite flowers are peonies.
If I could be a cartoon character, I'd be either Pebbles Flintstone or Judy Jetson.
I'm an oldest child.
I have stolen a stop sign.
My special stuffed Grover doll has had a place of honor in every office I've had since 1988.
I have a beauty mark behind my right ear that I'll never see in person.
I was born on a Sunday.
I still have an original Cabbage Patch doll from the 80s. Her name is Alyssa Elaine.
I lack patience for people who lack the silly gene.
Fuzzy peaches scare me.
I've lived in five states.
If I could spend a day with anyone, it would be my Nana Caila.
I've been a devoted Mac user since 1986.
I think kissing is highly underrated.
I am highly influenced by attractive packaging.
Myers-Briggs accurately pegs me as an ESFJ.
I've been parasailing.
I have an unnatural obsession with typefaces.
The best meal I ever had was at Pierre Gagnaire in Paris.
It skeeves me to use the tethered pen to sign the electronic credit card screen.
I used to bowl in a youth league.
I love Thanksgiving.
I used to listen to Andrew Dice Clay doing his naughty nursery rhymes while in the carpool line at preschool pickup.
I wore a plastic cockroach on my mortarboard at BU graduation as part of a group tribute to a freshman-year prank.
I make off-the-hook chocolate-chunk cookies.
I giggle uncontrollably on roller coasters.
Spelling errors in published materials or on signs make me insane.
I love the smell of cigars and my babies' heads.
I once threw a brick at someone when we were like 8, and he's still one of my dearest friends.
I periodically go through my keyring and throw out keys that I don't remember what they open.
I've worn contact lenses since I was 14.
Well more than half my boyfriends were southpaws.
I wore my Mom's wedding gown but the crinoline got left behind and I didn't realize it until our first dance.
My favorite TV series finale was "Newhart," when Dick Loudon woke up as Bob Hartley and found it had all been a bizarre dream.
Best concert I've ever seen? A tie between Billy Joel's "Last Play at Shea" and Sting's 60th birthday at the Beacon.
I think the world would be a better place if people wrote more thank-you notes.
I think precious few things are more sublime than laughing until you nearly wet your pants.
One of the most poignant TV moments for me was Steve Martin's tearful "Dancing in the Dark" tribute to Gilda on the Saturday evening she died.
My first concert was Barry Manilow at the Providence Civic Center in 1978.
I shaved my legs in front of my Oral Presentation class in college.
My middle name is Robin.
I would love to see The Eagles and Prince in concert (but not together).
I detest snooty people, phony-baloneys and "friends" who talk about you the moment you leave the room.
I love fried pigs' feet, but think they taste more scrumptious when they're called "pieds de cochon."
Cuddling makes my heart smile.
It always made my day when my Grandpa surprised me at the junior high bus stop, and I can still hear his signature five-note whistle.
Best wishes for a healthy, joyous, peaceful new year.
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