Ovulation. No more of that for me.
Old. That's what I am and I'm fine with it.
Ostentatious. Who me?
Ovid. Never read his stuff. Should I start?
Ogre. I can watch a Shrek movie over again.
Ocean. Sometimes I think I could live by the ocean, especially if it is a warm ocean in which I could swim every day with the Husband. Say, like the ocean surrounding the Hawaiian Islands.
Obequitate. As some of you dear readers know, I love to ride around on Tilda-Hilda, the pretty hard-working pink cruiser that she is.
Obtuse. "You are such an obtuse thinker, Susie," said my high school government teacher long, long ago. Ha! He didn't know me at all. Now, if he had said to me, "You're such a dreamer."
So, now you know a bunch more stuff about me, brought to you by the fifteenth letter of the alphabet. Olé!
I'm hanging out at Jenny Matlock's Alphabe Thursday today. Come join me and read other posts featuring the letter O.