Friday, March 7, 2008

Tag, I'm It

This is the second time my friend Marie has tagged me (in a week, mind you!) and I promised I'd actually comply this time. So here goes:

The Rules
1. Link to your tagger and post these rules on your blog.
2. Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird.
3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs.
4. Let them know they are tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

1. I always use this one when something random is asked of me, because my memory is shot and I'm not that interesting. When I was 14 one of my friends (who now is actually a cousin through marriage) invited me to stay the weekend at her dad's. He worked on the set of Baywatch and there was a premiere at the studio for their new season. The room they showed it in was a makeshift bar and the placed was literally packed. Melissa and I were scrunched up next to the bar waiting for it all to begin when I looked up at a towering David Hasselhoff who stepped on my toe as he squeezed by; he just smiled, oblivious.

2. One thing that really deeply annoys me is the sound of people eating. Those who chew (and speak, too) with their mouths open, smacking their food around drives me nuts. But it's also the sound of those with mouths closed that makes my skin crawl. Something about the saliva and food swirling around- YUCK! I have to run out of the room when possible, turn on some music, or when I'm not in the comfort of my own home I discreetly plug my ears when able.

3. Along the lines of #2, only two have ever NOT bothered me when eating: my dog Pete (probably most dogs for that matter, since the food is dry) and my adorable Joshua.

4. Going along with Marie on this one, I can't stand hearing my own voice played back on a message or videotape, etc. I don't sound quite so high pitched in my own head as I apparently am in real life. Sorry everyone.

5. Again with Marie, there is nothing I long for more than for my children to know the Lord. It's a fear of mine that they would choose a life of sin over salvation; not something I dwell on, but it lingers back there. I believe there's no greater responsibility I have as mother, so I pray that though on my own I will fail, that my God will grace me with words and actions that will guide my precious babies to Him.

6. Gosh, I have to come up with two more? Let's see, this may be stretching it, but here goes. I didn't get the hiccups even once when I was pregnant with Joshua. But once I could feel it, he had the hiccups at least once a day for the rest of the pregnancy (and on a sidenote, while nursing Joshua's hiccups were what stopped him from spitting up more until the next feeding).

7. Boy, this is tough...again, stretching it here. I truly have a problem with thinking of things quickly when I need to. I'm terrible at games or anything that requires quick thinking, I really think I have an actual brain problem with this. Just the other night we played BuzzWords (hope I got that right) with Matt's family and though I really did know a good chunk of the answers, I only answered about three times because I just could not get my brain to cooperate.

Okay, pretty poor, but that's all I've got.

I don't know many who blog, so my tags are going to have to be limited to Cheryl, Gina, Emily, and Jordana. Theresa, I would've tagged you, but someone else beat me to it :).