Gimme A "D", y'all

So, Momma posted a cute meme-type thingy, and I wanted in on it.

It's called the Alphabet Super Game, and it's where you list 10 Favorite Things that begin with the letter the blog writer assigns to you. Momma gave me the letter D, which is actually kind of a tough one! I mean....vodka starts with "V" right? But...I asked her for a letter, so let's play....

1.) Doughnuts. I mean, everybody likes doughnuts. But I NEVER eat them. I don't even think about them. If I want something sweet, it ain't gonna be a doughnut that I reach for. Except.....when I'm dieting. WTF? Especially if I'm doing low carb -- must be the fact that doughnuts are big ole sticky, sugary rings of carboliciousness. Whatever the reason, I crave them...little doughnut diet-sucking bastards.

2.) Dreaming. As an added bonus, dreaming happens while I'm sleeping, but "sleeping" starts with "S", so I cannot wax poetic about that particular subject. I'm not talking about just any dreams, though. I'm talking about the ones that are sooooo good, that when you wake up, it takes you a full minute to realize that it was only a dream. Sure, it sucks at that point, but the good news is that you're probably not going to remember it by noon anyway.

3.) Dogs. J-Fab is going to laugh at this one, because until I got Lola, I wasn't exactly a lover of all things canine. But come on....how could you not love this face?

4.) Diamonds. Duh.

5.) Daisies. What girl doesn't love flowers? (Specifically when you get flowers at work, and you know your work peeps are a little jealous....but that would be mean-spirited, and y'all know I'm just not that way.) I love flowers, and I adore daisies....specifically Gerber daisies. They're fresh, and simple, and beautiful....and they make me happy :)

6.) Johnny Depp. Yeah, I know he's brooding and kind of dirty and probably a little drunk on red wine most of the time....but he's wicked cool.

7.) Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives. I love the Food Network, and this show is money!

8.) My DVR. The greatest single invention ever. After chocolate. And birth control. And pedicures.

9.) Dirty Vodka Martini. HA! I worked it in!

10.) My Dad. Oh, I know...I had to go there. Sometimes we just don't "get" each other...and other times, we're the only ones who do. As his only daughter, I'm forever his little girl. (As witnessed by how he asks me if I've had the oil changed in my car every single time I talk to him.) And as an added bonus, his name is Don!

My thanks to Momma for playin' the game...and if you'd like to, just let me know and I'll pull a letter of my hat. (Yeah. Like I'd have a hat.)