RULES - Post rules before giving the facts - Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves - People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules - At the end of the your blog you need to tag eight people and list their names - Leave them a comment on their blog, telling them they have been tagged and not to forget to read your blog.
1. I love that my kids grow and change and get bigger and older. This does not make me sad, like it seems to do for so many other mamas I know. I do not know if I will regret this later (this lack of feeling like I have to hold on to what is/what was) but somehow I think that it enriches, rather than takes away from, my current parenting experience.
2. I detest being wet in my clothing. This doesn't exactly make me a model Seattle citizen. Fran makes fun of this all the time - yes, I do need to change when a bit of my shirt gets wet. Getting my socks wet sends a shiver of revulsion up my spine. Yes, I love to swim. I just want to be DRY when I'm supposed to be DRY. I love the sound of rain, but standing in it? notsomuch.
3. I am terrified that I don't have the interpersonal and networking skills that I need to be a midwife. That I lack adequate and acceptable personality. I'm pretty certain I can cut it academically, but if nobody would want to be my client at the end of it, what good is that? Sometimes I feel like I've got all the personality of a rock, and am utterly astounded that I have friends at all.
4. I have always been sure that I wasn't cut out to be all womanly-like. And here I am enjoying wearing skirts, reasonably good at sewing, cooking-cleaning-folding, and getting ready to be a midwife. I'm seriously considering learning how to knit. Holy hell, what happened?
5. I actually enjoy getting up before everyone else in the house. Getting coffee in peace and quiet. Sitting at the computer and not thinking about kids for a few minutes. If I don't get up before the kids, I feel frazzled and out of sorts at least until noon. If I do get up before them, we can usually get out of the house by 9 or so without stressing anyone out too badly.
6. I love sweaters. And socks. Especially nice high ones that come to my knees, and are soft but not fluffy. Mmmmm comfy.
7. Um, I'm one of the friends in this competition:
I'm a cheapskate who has a fondness for expensive things (like Jane), but I have turned frugality into a competitive sport. Unlike the average American, my family and friends and I compare notes on how little we paid for the things we bring into our homes. I am embarrassed sometimes by the things I badly want, but I also know I won't spend the money for those things.
It's true. One of my greatest accomplishments was spending 15 cents for two bags of stuff at Staples back-to-school sale last year. I pretty much have no money, 'cause we're damn poor, but we like Hanna Andersson and wouldn't be caught dead in cheap shoes...so yeah, this requires a certain level of creativity. It looks, sometimes, like I shop impulsively. But what I really do is take a mental inventory of the things that I want/kinda-need and then sit on it for MONTHS, until I happen upon the exact thing at the exact price I need. And then I just buy it with little more to-do about it. The only thing that I'd change is that I'm pretty certain there's nothing I want that I feel embarrassed about wanting. Which feels all good and non-materialistic and shit. Or maybe it just means I'm shameless. Or good at justifying stuff. Whatever.
8. I often sit down in front of the computer when I feel overwhelmed. Which means that all my digital-format schoolwork is nice and organized, but my kitchen counter is a phenomenal disaster. I mean, seriously, a huge disaster. It would probably take me a good half-hour to clean the thing off, an hour if I found appropriate places for all the bits of electronic equiptment Fran has dumped on the portion of the counter adjacent to the computer desk. *Sigh*
I can't tag anyone, because it looks like others have beat me to the punch on all the blogs I read regularly. That's what I get for stalling on this one.
Oooh, wait, I don't think Aimee has done this one yet. Aimee, you're tagged :).
