Seanan McGuire (seanan_mcguire) wrote,
Seanan McGuire
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Five things you may or may not know about me.

5. I love country music. Mostly modern country, Christian Kane and Little Big Town and Taylor Swift, but I also love that sappy old dead dogs and pickup trucks country that you find on AM radio at six in the morning. I inherited my love of the genre from my grandmother, who was respectable and stoic and could bellow along with "Fancy" like nobody's business.

4. When I'm having a bad day and want comfort food, I go home and curl up with a big bowl of frozen peas that have been heated in the microwave. All I put on them is a) salt, and b) pepper. This stems from a childhood misinterpretation of what chickpeas were, when the characters in a book I loved ate "fresh hot buttered chickpeas."

3. My family was very, very poor when I was younger. As a consequence, I think that butter tastes horrible, because we always got a brick of government butter in our "please don't starve to death" box. Margarine, on the other hand, is the taste of luxury. I had a bad margarine habit for a while after getting my first job, and bought a tub every time I went to the store.

2. I am very superstitious, and very picky about my superstitions. I count crows, pick up pennies, and occasionally look for auguries in bags of M&Ms. I do not, however, freak out when I see a funeral procession, or insist on touching my collar and asking magpies how their wives are. This helps me strike a good balance. Just never get between me and a street penny.

1. I have a paralyzing phobia of pudding, which extends to all "pudding-type" substances, including custard and overly-warm milkshakes. Suddenly biting into an unexpected cream filling has been known to make me throw up on the spot. Luckily, this does not extend to the unnatural white goo inside Twinkies.

So that's five things you may or may not know about me. What do you think I may or may not know about you?
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i was born the day after valentine's day, committing me to a lifetime of receiving cards that say "how lucky you are to be born on valentine's day!" -- with a caret between "on" and "valentine's" and someone scribbling in "the day after". :headdesk:

i was born a week before one of my aunt's 11th birthday. until she grew up and moved away, we always shared a birthday - at my grandmother's insistence on making things "more simple" for her. the year i turned 7, then, and sandhi was 18, half of our cake was decorated with snow white and the seven dwarves, and the other half was all grown up and gorgeous.

i have a rule that drives my preston nuts. i insist on separate days. i get a valentine's day and a birthday. :D
and i must add that for as much as we both complained about it growing up, the year i turned 24, sandhi called on my birthday to let me know she'd gotten married for the second time. :eye roll: i guess that means preston and i should get married on her birthday? lol