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