I’ve been tagged! And rudely enough, I haven’t responded timely because . . . well . . . you read this blog: you should already know.

To remain in compliance, I am posting the following:

The Meme Rules:

1. I have to post these rules before I give you the facts.
2. Each player starts with eight random facts/stories about themselves.
3. People who are tagged need to write their own blog (about their eight things) and post these rules.
4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

Whew: I would hate to be out of compliance. Now, on with the show, or the random useless facts about me which will now clutter your screen and potentially your mind.

Fact 1: I (and my brother) have an odd association between our parents and Tom Brokaw and Jane Pauley. I don’t know if it’s because we watched too much of the Today Show as kids or what, but they seriously remind us of our parents. Down to the patent Granddaddy/Tom Brokaw wiggle when speaking in front of groups of people. And Gran/Jane Pauley having enormous amounts of hair.

Fact B: I don’t like wearing shoes when I’m at home. They generally are the first things to go when walking inside. It has nothing to do with keeping the carpets clean, but more the fact that I can’t relax while the feet are restricted. And I really don’t like wearing shoes in my bathroom - no matter the immediate pee-need, the shoes must come off beforehand.

Fact III: I’ve only driven and owned one car in my life: a 1990 black Mitsubishi Montero. It was the first new car I remember my parents buying, and in college I gratefully inherited it. Her name is Evie (E.V. = Emergency Vehicle, her designation when I worked at a ropes course one summer and we always had to have an emergency vehicle up on the course. We were a lazy group and used initials for a lot of the initiatives and protocols, hence the “e.v.”).

Fact 5-1: I have a fear of a certain episode of Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood: “Windstorm in Bubbleland“. Joe Negri is the wind and is EVIL and tries to kill Lady Elaine who is a hummingbird. I don’t know why, but Handyman as the wind TERRIFIES me, and the whole episode creeps me out to the point that the other day I saw a hummingbird outside of my window, and instead of thinking “wow, what a beautiful creation of God!”, my stomach started to churn. Yes, I know: I need a healing.

Fact 25/5: I hate it when foods touch on my plate. I’ve been reading “Your Spirited Child” (can’t imagine why), and the first chapter mentioned something about “when your jello touches your mashed potatoes and you fall to pieces,” and I seriously got a chill. Bleck. Food, not people, mind you (leave that up to my dead Southern relatives), but food *should* be sectioned off: quarantined: segregated. [And to help me, and my brother, out with our phobia, my dad used to drink orange juice or grape juice or sode with ice, and then refill the glass with water - using the same ice cubes which retained some of the initial beverage - and then drink it right in front us us: ACK!!!].

Fact Seis: I do not iron clothes. Mom was talking about the loads of ironing she had to do, and I mentioned that that’s one chore I never do. How do I get around it? I don’t buy clothes that need ironing. Because my dislike for working on a garment with an steaming hot instrument in my spare time outweighs my desire for a garment that requires such attention, no matter how cute it is. There is a reason “wrinkle-resistant” clothes were created: don’t let all that research and hard work go to waste, people!

Fact The Perfect Number: If you show me a car that is registered in Idaho, I can tell you what county it’s registered in. Sounds boring, doesn’t it? But it can be very entertaining when you’ve been driving for some time and have used all the interesting conversation topics such as “if you could drive any full-sized truck, what would it be?” and “what was the worst road trip you ever took?” and “have you ever peed while driving?”. Those will only get you so far, but the Idaho license plate game is forever.

Fact Ate: My ears are different shapes. One has a nice full curve on top; the other side looks like I had an encounter with Mike Tyson (but not so ragged). I never noticed until I decided to pierce the top of one of my ears and had to choose which side. At first, folks asked which side I talked on the phone as the indicator. Then I started looking closer: they weren’t the same! And it’s a genetic thing. The first thing I said about Little A: “he has funny looking ears.” A few minutes later: “Wait: he has *MY* ears!” Same missing part on the same side. Oy.

To Tag:
Hubby
Shara
Michelle
Alan
Marta
Gregg
Uncle Kyle
Hannah (who should start blogging again)

I would link to y’all, but Little A is wailing, so just know who you are and do the work, people.

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