“I’m It!”
I received the tag challenge several days back, and while I’d seen it on a couple other blogs prior to that, I was fairly clueless. It took me reading Far Side of Fifty’s entry today to find my bearings. I feel wholly like a copy-cat kid on the playground, but in the name of fun and fairness, I’m taking my turn.
Here are the rules, in case you haven’t already seen them:
1. Link to the person who tagged you. Mine came from Headfirst into the Kiddie Pool (isn’t that a great blog title?), which I’ve already linked to.
2. Post these rules on your blog (doing that right now…).
3. Tell about your six quirks (see below).
4. Tag six bloggers to do the same. I’m going to mix it up a bit and head over to my Peace Garden I blog for most of mine (Bereketoche, Embracing Motherhood, Murray’s Mama, Not Strictly Spiritual and Sleep Zealot) plus Country Woman City Woman from area voices (see links here).
5. Leave them a comment to let them know you’ve tagged them.
6. No tag backs.
2. Post these rules on your blog (doing that right now…).
3. Tell about your six quirks (see below).
4. Tag six bloggers to do the same. I’m going to mix it up a bit and head over to my Peace Garden I blog for most of mine (Bereketoche, Embracing Motherhood, Murray’s Mama, Not Strictly Spiritual and Sleep Zealot) plus Country Woman City Woman from area voices (see links here).
5. Leave them a comment to let them know you’ve tagged them.
6. No tag backs.
My six quirks:
1. The passenger seat of my van serves as a pseudo “office” for various papers, books and other items that pile up throughout the course of a day that I’d rather not bring inside and add to other clutter. So when my teen son jumps into the front seat instead of heading into the back, he disrupts my organized-to-me mess (argh!).
2. I stay away from the upperstairs level, north hall, of our home as much as possible. Upon entering said hall, I began to feel the sensation of an onset of hives. After all, if I travel down that hall with eyes open, I don’t know what I might find. (The three doors throughout the hall are entryways to my kids’ bedrooms. It’s not a pretty sight.)
3. I can’t help myself. When I do get around to baking, I still like the batter and have yet to die of salmonella or another such disease. (Knocking on wood now.)
4. I have been known to drink pickle juice after all the pickles are gone — little sips of course! (My youngest daughter just admitted she likes it, too. What a role model I am!)
5. Like Sarah Palin, I like my lipstick and tend not to leave home without it, even if I’m just going ten steps out my door to get the mail. (Okay, maybe I’m not that compulsive about it.)
6. I’ve been known to steal candy from my kids’ trick-or-treating bags. (Who’s going to miss just one little Bit o’ Honey? I mean, really now. Besides, if it weren’t for me taking them around the neighborhood they wouldn’t have one speck of candy. And if I hadn’t birthed them, they wouldn’t be here to eat the candy. And if…)
Boy, those quirks are pretty revealing. I’d better go and hide now! (But not before I’ve grabbed the pickle-less pickle jar from the fridge. You never know when you’re going to need a swig of that stuff.)
I’m laughing out loud here, Roxane! Your quirks are so funny and so real!
God bless!
Donna
Donna,
The scary thing is…I didn’t fib about any one of them. 🙂 I’m so glad you got a laugh out of it! I’ll bet you can come up with some doozies, too!
Roxane
I was wondering about your bright red lipstick. So funny! Your b&w picture looks so beautiful, btw.
Betty,
Some people are lucky enough to not need lipstick, like you, natural beauty that you are. 🙂 Thanks regarding the photo. It’s fun to change things around every once in a while.
I had such fun doing this. Thanks for tagging me.
You better be knocking on wood, eating unbaked dough..for shame. I think they make an Ice Cream for you people that flirt with death when you bake!
Wonderful list! 🙂
Far Side,
The ice cream doesn’t come close to the real thing. By the way, thanks for the inspiration!
PGM