Tuesday, November 27, 2007

A Meme! A Meme!

I've been tagged! Woo hoo!
Margaret tagged me because "Amberthyme cause she always has something good up her sleeve". Um, I'm sleeveless today but maybe I can connect the dots on my arms and come up with something!

A Game Of Tag

Here's how you play:

Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog w/ 10 weird, random things, facts, habits or goals about yourself. At the end choose 10 people to be tagged, listing their names and why you chose them. Don't forget to leave them a comment ("You're It") and to read your blog. You can't tag the person who tagged you. Since you can't tag me back, let me know when you've posted your blog so I can see your answers!

1. I cry over just about any touching moment. I even got mentioned on the front page of the local newspaper for crying. Sigh.

2. I hate hypodermic needles with a passion. Actually blood draws creep me out more than shots. I will not watch when they draw my blood. I force myself to watch when they draw my daughter's blood & insert IV's to make sure everything is O.K. not that I can do anything about it if they mess up, but if she has to have the poke the least I can do is watch.

3. I am math impared. A math teacher of mine once told me that I should buy a calculator that could do fractions for me because I wasn't going to get it on my own. Same teacher told me that it was better to be the top of a lower level class than the bottom of a more advanced class.

4. Girlz nite out ROCKS!

5. I am a close and personal friend of Weird Al Yankovic. Along with everybody else who belongs to his fan club. I saw him at RenFaire one year though. No lie!

6. I get paralyzed by indecision at times.

7. I pick at my eyelashes.

8. I belong to the cult of Apple Products. I was indoctrinated in the 2nd grade when I was in a "special" math class that used Macintosh computers and math games to try and improve my math skills and give me warm fuzzy feelings about math. I now have warm and fuzzy feelings about my computer. As for math. . . see #3.

9. I disolve into laughter at the most unusual things. Most recently when I found out that Paul Simon was inspired to write Mother and Child Reunion by a Chinese chicken and egg dish. Most frequently whenever I botched the "this is my brother larry and this is my other brother larry" joke when attempting to introduce my brother and his best friend. You had to be there.

10. I am a Major Geek. I took the Geek Test online and I scored over a 50%. And I'm weird. But you figured that out by now.

I'm tagging -

Xenophod, Krystal, Berzerker Librarian, Anne-Marie T., Anne-Marie M., and anyone else who would like to do this.

Saturday, November 24, 2007

Paranoia, sort of.

O.K. So a few months ago my husband wakes me from a dead sleep to tell me that I need to change some stuff on my blog because murderous psychos could find us and steal our kids. I'm sure I got a very long explanation at the time but as I was very tired (and it was 2 a.m.) I fell back asleep, "honey are you listening to me" he says. "Um. Ya. Tell me again in the morning," I say. But he didn't. It was all very surreal. So I asked my berzerk friend if he had, indeed, scared my husband with tales of doom and destruction. "Yes. Here's how a psycho could steal your kids . . . " There is no way I'm divulging that info on the web. My berzerk buddy may have a psychotic mind but at least he's on my side. Now how to fix it is to change the names of the innocent so that nobody knows who they are again. Especially since I keep getting mentioned in our local newspaper and anyone can google me and find out more. Grrrr. Eventually this ploy will succeede -- cashed pages eventually die, don't they? And Bob, Snicklfritz, and Gertrude will once again be anonymous.

The moral of this story: O.K. psychos I've got my eye on you - just don't look at my Flickr. Or my seestor-in-law's site. I'd like to meet all of my nieces and nephews some day. And just don't blog for a few months and all the psychos will go away (um, that one has a flaw - all the not psychos go away too. I've missed you all.)