Seven Until Me?
Well I'm impressed. It's November 20th and this is the first meme I've seen tossed into the diabetes blogs for NaBloPoMo. Well done, everyone! We made it 20 days without a meme!
1. I was able to spell when I was 18 months old. I thought this was a lie until my mother recounted the tale of me, at a parade, all of 18 months and peeking over her shoulder, spelling out the words on the signs behind her. Granted, this fact is also accompanied by the fact that I cannot perform simple math tasks. Thank God for the bolus wizard.
2. When I was a small child, I performed a compulsive act that was called woofer-sniffing (or at least called that by my mother). (Yes, Mom, I am admitting this online.) I would cover my mouth with my hands and then stroke my hands down my throat twice. Bizarre. I have no idea why I did it. I did this for about two straight years at the most random moments (but usually as we stood in line after lunch in 3rd grade). I've since stopped. It's all fun and games until you realize you are actually OCD.
3. I want to drive a race car. I love the feel of a fast car and a heavy, strong engine. I want to get behind the wheel of one of those mean machines, slide on a helmet, and sit with all that black netting while I roar around the race track at 160 mph. (Should I mention I've had several speeding tickets?)
4. Ever-presenting myself as the non-traditional, independent woman, I have to admit that "flowers for no reason" absolutely make my day. Not for my birthday, not for Valentine's Day, and not to mark an anniversary, but the ones that show up for no reason at all. Once I had a bouquet of yellow tulips delivered to my office, several years ago. And I still remember the way they smelled.
5. I respect originality. Each person has a distinct personality and something to offer to the world, and people who truly cultivate their own, unique voice impress me to no end. People who parrot do not impress me. (And I value loyalty, honesty, and a wicked sense of humor just as much, just as a matter of FYI.)
6. Oooh! I love the sound of the Trouble Pop-O-Matic bubble. Pop-pop! It's a sound from my childhood, playing this game with my brother, sister, and the baby-sitter. Pop-pop!
7. I always wanted to be a writer. I wrote my first poem when I was five years old and it was about the fat, black-and-white cat that did nothing but sleep underneath our dining room table. I also have kept a hard-bound journal since I was seven years old and am currently on the 15th volume. Something about ink on paper makes my heart quicken.
Here are the rules o' the game for you - minus the fifth one which I forget because I copied this from Nicole's site and she opted out on the 5th:
Link to the person’s blog who tagged you.
Post these rules on your blog.
List seven random and/or weird facts about yourself.
Tag seven random people at the end of your post.
I'm not sure I know who's been tagged or not, so I'm reaching out to grab John, Melissa, Monica, Carey, Paige, and Ms. Julia. Only six, but that's how I roll. If you want the spare tag, grab it! It's all yours!