Here are the rules:
1. Link to the person who tagged you
2. Post the rules on your blog
3. Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself
4. Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs
5. Let each random person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on his/her website
2. Post the rules on your blog
3. Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself
4. Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs
5. Let each random person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on his/her website
This might be a little tough since I just posted 100 things about me, but I'll go for some of the quirks that make me so unique.
1. In the tradition of my grandmother, I am quite adept at picking things up with my toes. I also can pinch people with my toes.
2. I tend to walk downstairs sideways. Paul thinks this is pretty amusing. I think it keeps me from pitching forward on the steps. It's a survival strategy.
3. My laugh is loud--very loud. It is distinctive. I once had two friends spend way more time than I thought necessary trying to spell the sound of my laugh.
4. I am claustrophobic. When Marley was about three years old, she got stuck in one of the tubes at a local McDonald's play lands. I could not go up the tube to get her. I tried, but I did not succeed. Enter my friend, about 7 months pregnant. I sent her in to try--my pregnant friend. Eventually an employee needed to come to help out. I don't think that mothering instinct conquered that day. Claustrophobia won.
5. I am a little funny about the texture of foods. I don't eat raisins or any food with a raisin-y texture. I don't like canned or marinated fruit, fruit pies, candied fruit. Blech, blech, blech. Tapioca? Can't do it. Boba drinks? Who drinks tapioca? Quadruple blech.
6. I have a blue mark on my right shoulder courtesy of my sister, who chose to stab me with a pencil when she was three. Thanks sis.
Well, do you think I am too quirky?
Now, let's see... who to tag... who to tag:
Thanks, Mel, for giving me something to post about on this, the 9th day of NaBloPoMo!
Jessi at Muthering Heights. I love the name of her blog and her tagline: Muthering Heights and Other Senseless Sensibility. It is awesome. I'd love to know six habits/quirks about her.
Terri B at Tip of the Iceberg. She's been somewhat absent from the 'verse for a while, but hopefully she'll be able to come out and play.
Mama2lilly at Michelle had a little LAM. As if she doesn't have enough to do, parenting a toddler, working, and being pregnant with Baby #2... surely this won't take too much of her time.
EnnuiHerself at my secret ennui. I love her outlook on life and would love to know more about this Science Gal.
Aliki of World of One Thousand Different Things. I know about her life as a mother, daughter, granddaughter, teacher. Let's find out what makes her quirky.
Meredith at Poppy Fields is living the expat life in Provence. Maybe her six things might be habits of culture or language.
9 down, 21 to go
7 comments:
I love raisins. My daughter likes them too (and she is almost 11 months old).
I do find your toe dexterity quite fascinating though!
Toe dexterity is a sign of a highly evolved individual. Or a genetic mutant. You decide.
Stuck in a tube? At McDonald's? In the playland? And you didn't sue? C'mon! Get with the program! Did they comp you some fries at least?
I can't "do" the McDonald's playland. I've got a thing about the smell of stale urine. And fresh urine, too for that matter.
(and I found out how to watch some shows online -- I've just watched back to back episodes of Gossip Girl. Please don't judge me too harshly.)
<-- laughing at SB's remarks
Thank you...you'll never know HOW grateful I am to know that another 'monkey toe' person exists on the planet.
:-)
*hugs*
Monkey toes! Runs in my family, as does "Morgan's Foot" - where the second toe is as long or longer than the big toe(dominant gene like dark eyes). Suposedly about one third of population has this.
Does this, perhaps, corelate to Monkey toes?
LOL, thanks for thinking of me!
I have a matching blue mark in my left eyebrow where my best friend tried to get an eraser off her pencil. It slipped, stabbed me in the face, and now I remember her via a lovely blue chunk stuck in my eyebrow, haha.
I'm working on it, Mary-LUE, I'm working on it . . .
:P
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