Then I got to Val, and she tagged me! So now I gotta play or the meme fairy will run off with Walter the Muse*, who is supposed to be on duty until Sword and Scabbard is finished. He’s a slacker; it doesn’t take much to distract him. So, here are the rules:
1. Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
2. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
3. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
4. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.
I’ll tell you right off that bat that I’m going to jump on the bandwagon with Jean and PBW and not formally tag anyone, but if you choose to play along, leave me a comment so I can come read.
My odd facts?
1. Eric and I dated a month before we got engaged. We were engaged 13 months before we married. Some members of my family secretly agreed we’d last no more than five years; Eric’s friends gave us two. It will be twenty in September.
2. My mother nagged me for two years to get me to look into homeschooling. Once I finally started doing my own research, which I shared with Eric, it took us less than two weeks to decide to do it, and this is our sixth (and probably final) year. We had an understanding that homeschooling was on a year-to-year basis with God making the decision.
3. Finishing lengthy projects is my Achilles heel. The fact that I’m still working on Sword and Scabbard amazes me.
4. I’m a serious introvert, but you’d never know to look at me. Crowds sap my energy in no time flat, and I tend to be ‘invisible’ unless I’m trying to be seen.
5. Once upon a time, I was a redhead. Then I had kids, and the red faded. I didn’t realize how brown (and gray) my hair was by the time we moved here until I henna’d it a couple weeks ago, and now everyone is telling me I look like a real redhead! *L*
6. The post office doesn’t raise rates until I have enough stamps in the old denomination to send Christmas cards, and it’s not Christmas. I suppose I should be flattered that a nation-wide agency is plotting against me, but somehow I’m not.
7. Some days, I just have to sing, and it drives my kids crazy. I start to say something, and the tune with the perfect cadence for my words pops into my head, and I sing what I was going to tell them. They’ve had ‘Go clean your bedroom’ with “Ride of the Valkyries”; ‘You need to do your homework first’ with “Moon River”; don’t get me started on the Veggie Tales songs I’ve plagarized to get my point across. When I’m driving alone and get behind a slow person, I break out my own version of “Turn, Turn, Turn”: ‘You’re in my way, turn, turn, turn, and making me late, turn, turn, turn. You’re really getting on my last nerve.’ See why it drives my kids crazy?
8. I tend to be long-winded. I can’t help it; one sentence just looks so sad and desolate all by itself. Besides, I’m a writer; stringing words together like a cranberry garland is what I do.
*I was going to link to the post where I said specifically that Walter Mitty is my muse, but apparently I was in Walter Mitty mode when I wrote it! Here’s the post where I realized it, and if you type ‘Walter Mitty’ in the search bar, you’ll find the rest. Y’all should tell me when my references don’t make sense!