Friday, August 03, 2007
I've been tagged by Carlene at knitsquirrel, to list 8 random facts...
1) As a kid I would spend all day in the summertime barefoot, running around town on the hot asphalt. My goal was to have feet with soles like leather. Now, I hate to be barefoot. Sometimes, I wonder if I’ve lost my courage and am too squeamish. Granted, in my mid-twenties I stepped on a bee and discovered I was allergic, so maybe I’m just wiser.
2) I cry very easily while watching movies. It’s embarrassing and I try not to. I also cry at parades, sports events, and the opera. Parades aren’t so bad because my eyes are hidden behind sunglasses and I’m not sad just overwhelmed; the same goes for sports (which I hate), it’s just the hugeness of the crowd that moves me to tears. I’m easily embarrassed.
3) I used to love the flavor of orange juice and toothpaste together, not anymore.
4) When I’m working a lot and am very tired I sleep in my clothes.
5) In writing this list I’m aware that the only things I can think of about myself is stuff from my past. I’m drawing a complete blank about myself in the present, which makes me think that I don’t know who I am in the present. I’m just me.
6) One of my chores as a kid was to pick up the mail from the post office box, a walk of about 6 blocks. I would often drop letters during my walk home, and not notice, because I was too busy daydreaming. I had to train myself to hold the letters in both hands in front of me while telling myself over and over to not let go. I’ve had the same type of experience as an adult with all sorts of tasks, like leaving the house with my keys in both hands so that I wouldn’t lock myself out of the house or the car.
7) My hair is very long, like 3 feet long.
8) I’m not very organized. I don’t think I’m lazy but I do have a lazy streak when it comes to housework. Luckily, my boyfriend is the exact opposite. He also likes to cook which I do not. This reminds me of one of the reasons why I knew my boyfriend and I would stick it out for the long haul (ten years now). About twenty years ago I had a kind of vision, anyway I was standing in my then backyard and imagined carved totem like sculptures. It was like I knew that one day I would meet a man who could carve like this. And I did. On the other hand I also believed that I would live in a castle in Spain, and I don’t.
I'm tagging: Edna, Connie, Beth, Mary-Heather, Gudrun, Janet, Diane, Marnie