My full name is Drew Lenore Zandonella-Stannard. I did not fully master its spelling until the ripe age of eight.
I started this blog in October, 2002 the night before I had a twenty page sociology paper due and not a single word typed.
I got a B on the paper.
I live in Seattle.
In the past, I worked as a writer/blogger for a marketing firm.
I was laid off from my job in March, 2009.
I am a big supporter of the afternoon nap. See number 65.
I am allergic to everything. Cats, dogs, grass, trees, flowers, strawberries, dust, mold, dairy, smoke. Usually, I just throw caution to the wind and proceed to enjoy all of them. Mold sandwich, anyone?
I graduated from Smith College in 2006. It is not a “girls’ school without men.” It is a “women’s college without boys.”
I once won a coloring contest at a local grocery store. The prize was a disposable camera.
I make hip crafts. I’m also a knitting groupie. My knitting skills have never progressed past a very long scarf, but it was a very cool scarf. I like to embroider.
I do not enjoy long walks on the beach or vanilla scented candles.
Despite my enrollment at the feminist hall of higher education, sometimes I find myself dreaming of pot roast, girdles, babies in jumpsuits and a Craftsman style abode.
My domestic fantasies are second only to my lust for technology and culture.
My future home will have built-in bookshelves.
I save everything. Notes from elementary school, ticket stubs, ribbons, post cards, photographs, emails, pencil toppers, receipts. Nothing is trash.
That said, I am a very clean person with many boxes.
That said, I am an organizational goddess. I am a fan of planners, folders and shelving. Oh, shelving.
I haven’t ridden a bike since 1995.
I have a thing for dogs with scrunched up faces and sinus problems.
My future dogs will wear sweaters in the winter. I would most likely dress them up on Halloween.
I have been in love three times in my life.
My television addiction is slowly being lessened by a professional life and interpersonal relations.
Now I just rent old PBS specials from Netflix.
I grew up in Seattle, where my parents owned their own coffee roastery and were staunch co-op supporters.
That said, I’d love a double tall Americano with room for cream, please.
My parents are two of the coolest women I have ever met.
They were the 350th gay couple to marry in Massachusetts and will celebrate their 26rd anniversary this June.
I am the product of donor insemination.
My father was a hilarious and brilliant man.
He died of AIDS in 1997.
No, I am not HIV positive.
I am an only child.
I have always wanted a younger sister.
I realize that acrylic nails are somewhat trashy. This does not stop me from possessing an unbridled passion for them.
Things I have had stenciled on my nails: hearts, stars, music notes, and graduation scrolls.
I do not have a driver’s license.
I ride the bus everywhere I need to go.
Therefore, I am an environmentalist by default.
I am a Taurus through and through.
I once received a spray tan that left me with large brown spots on my rear. Never again, never again.
Ear candles make me quiver with pleasure.
So does cheese.
I enjoy fine dining, but I’d kill for some Frito pie and a Corona with lime.
I have three tattoos.
At one time I was addicted to the Brown Fizzy Teat (Diet Coke). I now try to stick to seltzer.
I snore, but I’ve been told it is inoffensive.
I’ve been known to walk and talk in my sleep.
I enjoy the great indoors.
However, I have explored the Ape Caves of Mt. Saint Helens, hiked portions of the Appalachian Trail and survived two earthquakes.
I used to collect massive amounts of Marilyn Monroe memorabilia.
My favorite piece was an oil on wood varnished portrait painted by a grizzly old man from New Hampshire.
The portrait was purchased for me by an ex-boyfriend who shared in my Marilyn obsession. He later came out.
Actually, I have dated two gay men in my day.
Both of them were borderline pathological liars.
One now lives in New York. The other is a small-time porn actor in San Francisco.
I now collect kitschy religious memorabilia of the Catholic persuasion.
I believe in God.
I believe that God is a non-gendered being.
I voted for Kerry and then Obama. Barry Obams makes me all hot and bothered.
I am left handed.
I was diagnosed with Crohn’s disease in 1998.
My version of Crohn’s leaves me achy, nauseous, dizzy, and glued to the toilet.
A combination of my medication and the disease itself leaves me perpetually tired.
Thus, I am a marathon sleeper.
Flare-ups of my disease are brought on by stress.
I’ve been hospitalized three times for Crohn’s.
Prior to my diagnosis, I missed almost five months of junior high.
I graduated anyway and lost fifty pounds. I looked like Mary-Kate Olsen.
Fortunately, I’ve since been much healthier.
Unfortunately, my brush with an Olsen-level body mass was brief.
Two months ago I noticed a new beauty mark on my toe. I didn’t know that could happen.
I have a chicken pox scar on the right side of my forehead and one behind my left ear.
I am afraid of the dark.
I am terrified of dying alone.
I am scared of becoming horribly disfigured, getting lost in the woods, or being pursued by a serial killer.
I am not afraid of needles, blood or domesticated animals.
In misguided youth I sang in an Ani Difranco cover band.
I did a four-year stint as a DJ for WOZQ 91.9FM.
I have worked as a wedding planner, a gallery coordinator and a substitute teacher.
I am either passionately committed to my writing or completely fed-up with myself.
In high school I won the Presidential Public Service award two years in a row.
The second year, I received a little button that said “citizenship.”
I accidentally tucked my skirt into my tights before leaving the restroom on the first day of high school.
I follow 101 Tumblr blogs.
When I started this site I published via the very early paid version of Blogger. They sent me a little sweatshirt when they were bought out by Google in 2003.
You can find me on Flickr, Vimeo, and Twitter.
My heels are always cracked and dry, no matter what I do.
My skin, however, is always amazingly soft.
I am a natural brunette.
I have been a blonde, a red-head and once a sort of off-yellow color with blue highlights.
3 is my favorite number.
I don’t have a favorite color.
I use too many hair products.
Mascara, foundation and a good eyelash curler are essential beauty items.
So are lip balm and moisturizer.
No matter how bad my day is, I always wash my makeup off before going to bed.
