A Month Late–Should I Worry?
I am 42. I guess we’ll see what happens in the next few weeks.
Ahem…
My cool friend Hopealso at Hippie Dippie Bebe tagged me a month ago for a “Seven Random Things” write-up. I’m so happy to be tagged by Hope because she is one of my very first bloggy friends, and was the first (and only) person to ‘Stumble’ me. (I didn’t know what it meant at the time, and I barely know now but it’s lovely and grand.)
Please check out Hope’s blog because she has tons of information on green parenting, nursing and attachment parenting. (She even makes her own organic butt paste!) In my town we would call her a “long-breastfeeding-artsy-type.” It’s a compliment, to be sure.
When I first moved to the small Southern town where I now dwell, I had two groups of friends: the “bobbed-hair-bottle-feeding-girls-whose-children-did-gymnastics” AND the “long-breast-feeding-artsy-types-whose-children-did-Music-Together.” I didn’t orchestrate this nomenclature; you can be certain my darling husband did. And, to make everyone feel less stressed, rest assured you can dwell in both groups at the same time. (I know I did, and still do.)
I digress. Most of you know I am all about rules and order. Yep.
The Rules
Link to your tagger and list these rules on your blog. (Wow, I never list rules. Will people revolt?)
Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog – some random, some weird. (The weird ones should be easy.)
Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blog. (My, I’ve done this so many times, who should I choose? Who have I already chosen? Who cares?)
Let them know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog. (Nahhh, they can find it on their own, right?)
7 Facts About Myself
1. My mother once accidentally used my pumped breast milk on her All Bran. She didn’t find out what it was until after she had finished two fiber-filled bowls.
2. My breast milk always did look like skim milk.
3. Maybe that’s why my children all had issues gaining weight. Still I nursed them all until they were over a year old…the youngest one until she was 2 ½. She called nursing “nernie,” and recently asked me why her “nernies” weren’t as big as mine. Mine are only a largish A cup.
4. I used to pump every night at 10:00 p.m. while watching Law & Order reruns. One time when I was pumping, my husband interrupted me. I got mad because I missed the important “crime part” before the “cha-chung” sound on the show. He was interrupting me to let me know I had I forgotten to hook the tubes to the milk bottles. I had pumped a cup of milk into my comforter. I missed the entire episode changing the bed.
5. My 1985 Volkswagen Cabriolet Convertible was stolen in 1993 and torched as part of a gang initiation ceremony. I found this out because the “gang” was required to leave seven singed one-dollar bills in the back seat. They did. The only reclaimable item in my car was a Pyrex casserole dish, which remained unscathed. I still use that very same casserole dish to make “Cheeze Whiz Spaghetti” for “shut-ins”. Many times to start that car you had to hit the starter with a large slotted serving spoon. I kept the spoon in my car at all times. The spoon did not survive the fire.
6. I attend a wonderfully free-spirited Christian start-up church housed in a defunct Saturn dealership. Some of these people go to that church. Don’t they look cool? Which ones do you think are the “long-breast-feeding-artsy-types?”
7. My parents are horrified. (By the church, not the friends. Well, at least not by some of them…)
OK, who to tag? I have no idea. If you’d like to write about this and stay within the strange themes presented, please press on! If you’d like to write and want to orchestrate your own themes, please do so!
Peace out!
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