ARGH!! I’m feeling the pressure! First Lisa tagged me and well, I just love Lisa. And she’s new to all this tagging stuff and I’d hate to offend her. Except, if you know Lisa, you know that’s impossible. So I was able to brush it off for a few days, which have turned into weeks. Hey, I’m kinda busy, okay? And then I see Amie has even responded to her tag,
even if it was a repeat oh-so kindly. And in actuality, I’ve never answered this tag and I do have lots of weird habits and interesting idiosyncrasies.
1. I am cheap. Freaky cheap. Not quite like the coupon crazy ladies, but I do love to save a buck or two. I almost never indulge in the unnecessary, or at least what I consider unnecessary: pedicures (although I know my husband wishes otherwise), frequent haircuts, overpriced clothes, expensive lingerie (again, I know my husband wishes otherwise). I’m sort of a simpleton. And God has put it on my heart lately to become even more of one. So at least I’m going in the right direction.
2. I have been known to eat coffeemate. Dry. Go ahead and get your laughs out… I’ll wait here ’til you’re done.
I do have a good excuse, so suspend your harsh judgment for just a moment. When my sister and I were little, really little, we took art at a local community center. Instead of going home first, we’d just ride the bus there and then wait for our class to start. It was probably just 15 minutes or so, but to us, it felt like eternity… so we found ways to wile away the time. Can you say, “No after school snack?!” Eventually we ended up one day in the little kitchen, experimenting with coffeemate packs. Hey, at least we were just eating strange things. My (wonderful) husband assures me that in survival school they teach you to make things to eat with coffeemate. ‘Kay?!?
3. I wear a bra 24/7. Add this to my
confession admission in #1 and you can see, my husband is one. lucky. guy. It started when I was still nursing, and if you’ve been there you know, you do not want to be caught dead without a bra. Too painful. So, there you have it, I’m already a granny with divets in her shoulders from overuse of a cheap bra. Lovely visual, eh? Believe you me, it’s much worse in person.
4. I used to hate my freckles. I saved and saved trying to get enough $ together to buy some Esoterica. You remember, the skin bleaching stuff for ‘age spots’? How sad, I am sure it was because I was endlessly teased as a child for them. Well, that and my red hair. “Strawberry” was my nickname and it was way before Strawberry Shortcake was cool. Way.
5. I struggled from anorexia as a teenager. I haven’t shared this before, but I feel led to share now because God calls us to transparency and well, if there is anyone out there suffering or with a loved one who is suffering, know you are not alone. Not that I struggle with it anymore. Ohnosiree, I’ve managed to maintain a
robust healthy weight for many a year now. Again: my husband = lucky. And really don’t think I obsess about my weight much at all anymore, as long as I only weigh myself on my scale, first thing in the morning, buck nekkid, after having used the potty. See? No issues. Plus, knowing that God, the Master, fashioned me just as I am, gives me a whole new respect for His creation 🙂
6. Okay, something ‘light’ now after all that heavy stuff…
I’ve started my own business. ‘Cuz I don’t have anything else to do. I’ve partnered with my friend, Colleen, and it’s truly a God-thing. Can’t go into many details now, but believe me, you’ll be hearing about it in the next month or so. Good stuff on the way!
7. I’m addicted to email. Not that I am good about returning email, but I love to get email. I actually had an email ‘conversation’ with my bud Rebecca today in which I could not stop laughing. Out loud. Sad, sad stuff. Made even sadder by the fact that she was laughing too. At least she said she was. I think one of us even used the term “tuckered out” to describe being tired. Is it too much computer time that does this to what was a perfectly good mind?
I have met some of the funniest people on the planet, I am convinced, through blogging. My bloglist gives me more giggles than any TV show. And it’s much safer viewing for the kids. Except with all the laughing, they’re probably wondering if their old lady has totally lost it.
THERE! Fun stuff, huh?
Now I get to tag 7 people. Except for the fact that I am about 2 weeks late in posting this so this tag has made it’s way around the blogosphere approximately 1 million times. So I’ll tag, knowing you most likely have already
ignored answered this tag from someone else, no hurt feelings. Promise.