Beth at Diary of a Playgroup Dropout has been answering some Frequently Asked Questions this week. Today, she’s asking the questions. And I’m answering.

Did you ever have a really bad nickname? What was it? Ok, if you had a regular nickname that wasn’t really bad you can tell me that too, but all of us who had really bad nicknames will know forevermore that you aren’t really one of us.
My dad used to call me Punkydunk every now and then. I don’t think it was often enough to call it a “nickname,” though. From what I’ve been told, my maternal grandfather christianed me Nikki when I was a baby. And that’s what I was known as until I went to college. Some people still call me Nikki. You have to have special permission to do that, though.

Do you floss? Be honest.
I bought some little purple dinosaur flossing thingies, and I always feel better about myself when I actually remember to use them. Which is rarely.

Are you a dog person or a cat person?
Cats.

Are you fatter now than you were before you had kids, or do I have to hate you?
Almost exactly the same, I think. I don’t really remember. My weight flucuated quite a bit in the few years before we had Poppy.

How do you get that black gunk out of the grout in your shower?
Grout? That would imply that we had tile, right? Ha.

If you could put aside money and the fear of looking like a selfish, greedy greedy greedypants, what would you like to receive for the Upcoming Winter Holiday of Your Choice?
Rockford and I were just discussing this the other day. I chose a Nikon D70. Or a house.