Playing Tag

So I thought to myself, “Self, you already blog about every damn thing that happens in your life, what’s left to tell?”

Hrms… let’s see…

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Eleven things about me you may or may not care about:

ONE  I hoard pine scented candles (love the scent…mmmmmmm).  OK, maybe “hoard” is too strong of a word.  I stock up on pine scented candles at Christmas time because that is the only time I can find them.  And my daughter Chris helps feed the stockpile (thankies honey!).

TWO  I don’t shave my legs in the winter.  I’m a small-ish person and I need all the insulation I can get during the cold months.   Don’t judge.

THREE  When I’m home, I spend most of the time in the bedroom.  That’s where my computer is, and Rick set up a large screen TV so I’m all set!

(Still with me?)

FOUR  I hate when things are disorganized.  If something is out of place or slightly askew, it drives me nuts and I have to fix it immediately.  (This might fall under the “OCD” problem that you already know about.)

FIVE  I love feathers.  I’ll pick them up whenever I see them and hang them in the Dreamcatchers around the house.  Double points of love if someone gives me one.

SIX  I must be on time for everything.  If I’m even a minute late, my whole world is thrown out of whack and I get all weird.  It’s all my Dad’s fault.  He was never on time for anything when I was growing up, and he’ll be late for his own funeral (he’s even admitted that one).

SEVEN  I can read people’s eyes.  I can tell their mood, if they are not feeling well or if they are lying just by looking at their eyes.  Yes, I’m a freak.

(Hello? Anybody there?)

EIGHT  I played the flute in band when I was younger.  It still sits on the shelf in my closet.  I think it’s considered an antique now.

NINE  I do not have a Pinterest account.  I don’t know what I would do if I had one.  If someone wants to “invite” me and gush about all the neato things to do with it, I’d give it a shot.  Maybe.

TEN  Unlike 137 percent of the world, I am not addicted to Twitter.  It’s fun to look at and occasionally post to (if I have something brilliant to say, which I normally don’t), but I can easily go without it for a day and not go through withdrawals.

ELEVEN  I am not an outgoing person.  I would rather stay in the safe confines of my homestead and do nothing but soak in the nature around me than to be a social butterfly.  That way nobody witnesses what a total moron I really am.

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You still here?  WOW!

Well, I really had to navigate through some burnt out brain cells to come up with this stuff, but it’s all true.  Now you know more about me than I cared to ever reveal to anyone but the cats, so feel free to consider yourselves either a) fortunate or b) slightly nauseous.

Either way, you’re heros in my eyes and I hope that you still like me despite what you just read.

If not, well then you now have more than enough material for your next therapy session.