July 12, 2007
Dearest Tisra tagged me with one of these “things about me” and I have never done one before. I have been trying to think of things ever since and I thought I would give it a try. I am not going to tag anyone (breaking the rules…) because a) I don’t know 8 people who blog (at least not personally) and b) just like I cannot bring myself to forward emails, I just don’t want to put anyone out or put them on the spot. If you read this and you want to follow suit, go for it, but no pressure.
The rules:
I have to post these rules before I give you the facts.
Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.
So, here are eight things about me:
I have this habit of clicking my teeth together into songs. Kind of like humming or whistling. I tap my teeth. My mouth is closed when I do it and I just tap out the song while I sing it in my head. I didn’t really notice I did it until I went to the dentist recently and he said he thought I grind my teeth in my sleep. I started thinking about it and I am pretty sure I don’t grind them (I wouldn’t admit to it if I did-that is one of the things I hate the most-teeth grinding), but I did notice that I do this tapping thing all of the time and it often involves the teeth I am supposedly grinding. So, I tap my teeth.
I have an awful sweet tooth. I love all things sweet.
I can tread water for a really long time. I don’t know how long and I didn’t realize I was good at it until a bunch of us were doing it one day and I out tread everyone.
Back when Shane and I were just friends, I had him believing I was born in Mexico. I don’t remember the story, but I had him convinced and I think he actually told someone that I was and that’s when I had to come out with the truth. I am not a good liar so I don’t know how I convinced him.
I have grandma hands. I have extremely dry skin and wrinkly hands and feet because of it. I am pretty much over it and don’t even think about it very often, but when I was little, it was often pointed out by other kids.
I have had my toenails painted since high school (13 years). I tried to leave them unpainted and they are so yellow from nail polish that they always end up repainted. I even brought nail polish to our 8 week trip to Europe to keep them up. They don’t always look great, but they have some sort of color on them.
I broke my sons leg when he was 18 months old. He was on my lap, going down a slide because I thought it would be safer than going down on his own. Not so. 4 weeks in a full leg cast in the hottest weather of the year.
I gave birth to our daughter in our bathroom by the cat box on accident. You know the story.
The last two are kind of lame, but I was having a hard time thinking of things and I know if I don’t finish this now, I might not get back to it. So, there you go. I am sure I will think of better ones after I post this, so maybe I will add some on later….
That’s all!
Comments
Tisra:
I so enjoyed this! That is why I didn’t feel too bad about passing it on…its fun learning about people you feel like you know pretty well (and those you don’t). I’m laughing about the Mexico one the most because I know you’re not a good liar and I am shocked that Shane believed you. Good one, Erika! Ha. I’m laughing still. Its just funny. :-)
July 12, 2007 4:03 PM
erika:
He claims he made it up, but I remember talking about it. And I think he did believe it. I enjoyed it, too, and I enjoyed reading yours. Mostly, I don’t know anyone or anyone that I think would do it.
July 12, 2007 4:12 PM
Vistagal:
I have seen it in other blogs and didn’t know what it was about. Your Father and I met in Tijuanna.
July 14, 2007 10:34 PM
Melissa H:
I’m very comforted by #7 because I did the EXACT same thing to my 18 month old daughter. She just got over slide phobia in the last 2 weeks (several months later)
July 28, 2007 8:32 PM
erika:
My son was ready to go on slides again pretty much right away. I wasn’t ready for him to, though. I still cringe a little whenever he goes down one and it has been a year. He also recounts the whole incident occasionally when we see the actual slide where in occurred. It was awful, wasn’t it?
July 29, 2007 9:05 PM