Family Fued

Just me answering these questions, not 100 people.

• Where is your cell phone? I think it's in the car. Not sure though.
• Your hair colour? Depends - it dyes many lovely hues, but the natural is starting to poke through. Looks a little platinum. Really - not prematurely gray!
• Your mother? She should be working, but she might be sleeping in her chair while eating a bowl of popcorn.
• Your father? He should be working as well. Come to think of it, so should I.
• Your favorite thing? Peace and quiet.
• Your dream last night? Really weird. I was at work and there was a shortage of tissue available for a patient's surgery, so they forced me to donate. They put me under, and when I woke up I couldn't move. It was only then that I was told that they shaved a piece off each of my vertebrae so that they could use it as a filler for the patient's cracked mandible. I really didn't want to go to work after that dream.
• What room are you in? My desk in the ER waiting room.
• Your hobby? Baking, blogging, reading.
• Your fear? Going to work after the dream that I had.
• Where do you want to be in six years? I just had a spasm when I realized that I will be 30 in six years. I don't even know right now!
• Where were you last night? 'Broads' rehearsal.
• What are you not? Able to tolerate stupidity.
• One of your wish-list items? A paid Visa bill.
• Where did you grow up? Same place I am now.
• What are you wearing? Jeans and a dress shirt - I didn't have any clean scrubs left!
• On TV? 'Who Wants to be a Millionaire?'
• Your pet? Is unparalleled in adorableness.
• Your computer? Has the worst battery life of any laptop going.
• Your mood? Meh. People annoy me.
• Your car? Is covered in bird poop. Guess that's what you get if you park under a tree. I could take a page out of my mother's book and wash it off using the watering can . . .
• Favorite store? Whichever store has what I want for the cheaper price.
• Something you're not wearing? A parka.
• Favorite colour? Changes with my mood. Right now cranberry red sounds good.

(I need to mention as a note that both embarassing stories about my mother are more than stories, they are caught on tape. I welcome your opening bids.)