Wednesday, January 14, 2009

"The Politics of Breast Pumps"

I never expected it and I can't believe it, but I've been tagged! Jennifer Juniper of Hope Studios tagged me while I was in the Bahamas. I have finally come up with some random tidbits about me to share. It took this long because I am, apparently, a painfully boring person. Anyway, here goes!

Playing Favorites
I have a hard time making decisions. That's why it took me a very long time to choose favorites. I'm 36 and I finally decided about 8 years ago that red was my favorite color. In college, I finally named daffodils, gerber daisies and daisies as my favorite flowers. I guess I never wanted the other colors, flowers, trees, or whatever to feel bad. I don't know where it comes from!

Burned Food
All who know me know that I love my food overcooked. The best filet mignon I ever had was one that Scott cooked for me. He butterflied it and cooked it well done. Perfect! When I order a filet in a restaurant, I always ask for it to be cooked "as well done as the chef will do it without spitting on it!"

Favorite Joke
Telling you my all-time favorite joke will clearly illustrate what a geek I am. Two ducks were walking in the woods. They came across a tree that had fallen across their path. As a warning, one duck shouts to the other duck "People!" Thanks to my first love for making me laugh in high school!

Swing Dance
I am NOT a dancer. Scott and I rarely dance and I am sure that the times I was caught dancing, alcohol may have been involved. Nevertheless, in my heart, I am graceful and uninhibited. And if I could learn to do anything, I would LOVE to learn how to swing dance. Unfortunately, Scott does not share my desire...

Mean Sister
My younger sister (by 8 years) tells me all the time that I was a mean big sister. I cannot imagine ever being mean, therefore she is obviously making it up. I have no memories of the wild tales she weaves. For example, and let me preface this story by telling you that she could talk non-stop for hours, she says that I would tell her to be quiet at night so that I could say my prayers. She would wait patiently for a very long time before asking if I was done. I would always say no, putting her off and putting her off until I could finally fall asleep. While this may not sound so mean, she still brings it up as if I scarred her for life. But, good God, she used to be able to talk the paint off the walls. If I actually did that, which I didn't, who could blame me?

Titles
As I've said many times, I love reading blogs. I also appreciate clever writing and clever titles. I like titles that grab you and make you wonder. Titles that may not state the obvious or may not be obviously connected to the post. I enjoy figuring out hidden meanings as if I'm doing a puzzle. I attempt, sometimes poorly, to be clever in naming my posts.

Well, there you go. Six random (boring) things about me. Now, I'm tagging these authors to learn a little more about them (and I hope they don't get mad at me!):


Please check out their blogs. Some of them are friends of mine, some of them I've never met, but have just discovered their blogs.

And if you are tagged, here are the rules:

* Link to the person who tagged you
* Post the rules on your blog
* Write six random things about yourself
* Tag six people at the end of your post and link to them
* Let each person know they've been tagged

MY RULE: Because I don't want anyone annoyed with me, I think that it is perfectly acceptable to link back to a previous entry if you've already been tagged. :)

By the way, about the seemingly random title of this post, it actually has no meaning in relation to this post. As I pulled into my driveway the other day, the host on NPR was listing the stories that were coming up after the break. "The Politics of Breast Pumps" was the name of one of the stories and I was instantly intrigued. I did not have time to wait to find out what in the world the story could be about. I was, however, inspired by the curious title. It sounded like a great blog post title!

Don't forget to check out Jennifer Juniper at Hope Studios!

2 comments:

andrea said...

Greetings to you Brightfish! Thank you so much for thinking of my blog. I have only been blogging for a short while, but have found it to be a fabulous release for my thoughts.

I will, of course, do your tag thing-y...but I've snuck on here while I should be scrubbing the potatoes off the bottom of my bathtub, so it will have to wait until later. Crap. I could seriously sit here all day. That's probably why there are potatoes in my bathroom;)

Love and kindness are never wasted.

word verification: comarsi

definition: how an italian speaking business man pronounces "commerce".

That was a hard one.

Sissy said...

Hello! I didn't even know I had a tag here! I'll get on it asap :)