Ok, I'm a little giddy. Like the dorky non-athlete who never gets picked and is suddenly picked. I've been tagged for a fun blogging game from my wonderfully witty Mama friend. So here goes. I'm a newbie in the blogging universe, so I hope I get this right.
The rules:
1) Link to the person that tagged you.
2) Post the rules on your blog.
3) Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself.
4) Tag at least three people at the end of your post and link to their blogs.
5) Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.
6) Let the fun begin!
And here are my answers:
1) I have an unnatural fear of birds. Seriously, it's almost paralyzing. And I've never even seen Alfred Hitchcock's movie, "The Birds". Doing so may cause me to seizure. Birds just freak me out. The thought of one in my hand, flittering and fluttering around is completely horrifying. When M and I were looking for houses, we went to an open house of what would have been the perfect home for us. Single story, large backyard (unheard of in these parts), 3 bedrooms and in a perfect neighborhood. Well, as we toured the home, I stroll into the master bedroom, liking everything I see. Then I face M, who is standing there stone-faced. He tells me, "Ok, don't freak out, but turn around slowly". I follow directions and come face-to-face with two parrots sitting on a perch. NOT IN A CAGE. Just out in the open like that. Of course, I freak and RUN out of the house. Seriously, who the hell leaves birds out in the open like that when they are holding an open house!?!?!? Anyway, needless to say, I couldn't face buying that house. No matter how perfect. Oh...and don't even get me started about the time an ostrich (YES, A FREAKIN' OSTRICH!) tried to kill me on the Kilimanjaro Safari ride at Walt Disney World.
2) I hate the rain. I do, and boy do I feel guilty about it in drought-stricken Southern California. I know we need it, I know it's so beneficial, but I hate it when it rains.
3) I can't live without carne asada tacos. I have to have them. They are an addiction. And they have to be made from GOOD carne asada. Not like the "steak taco" knockoffs you get at chains like Chipotle. That stuff's crap. I want it grilled in manteca, marinated for hours, and served in a fat-laden tortilla. You can't get that outside of Southern California. It's one of the main reasons M and I never moved out of state. I kid you not. We're that shallow.
4) I love hot showers. LOVE LOVE LOVE them. I take two a day. I know it's wasteful use of precious resources (see previous reference about drought-stricken California) and my skin is dry as a lizard because of it, but they feel good. So sue me.
5) My eyelids crease funny. Well, one does. My right eyelid has a typical fold. The single fold like people of non-asian descent (even though I am asian) . But my left eyelid has a triple fold. Like it doesn't crease in just one place. I think it makes my eyes look lopsided, but anyone who I've ever pointed it out to insists they cannot tell. Maybe it's just me. We are, after all, our own worst critics at times.
6) My right foot is ever so slightly larger than my left. And my big toe on my right foot protrudes upward moreso than the left. Hence, I've got a tiny hole in my right Ugg boot. Makes me sad...I love my Ugg boots.
Ok, so there are six quirky things about me. Took me longer than I expected to come up with them. For my first time, I hope I did ok! Anyway, I'm supposed to tag three others, but again, as a newbie to blogging, I don't have that many friends who are blogging. Well, not any that might have already been tagged. But, I'm a stickler for rules, so here goes:
Tagging now: Maureen - seeing if I can get her in before her lenten deadline, Ann - because you know, she doesn't have enough to do with 3 kids (one a newborn), and Joyce - but I'm sure she's done this before (sorry mama, I ran out of blogs - LOL!)
2 comments:
Good job, Michelle! You did perfectly. I am laughing about you describing your body quirks and you made me miss CA even more talking about the excellent carne asada out there. Sigh. The best Mexican food in Central Florida is at EPCOT, and that is really pathetically sad.
Hi Michelle,
I followed your link from the BBB coop board and I wanted to write you to let you know about my shared FEAR of birds. I had an experience a couple of years ago over which you will be able to empathize with me.
We lived in a house up on piers (lived a few blocks from a lake) and parked under the house in an unenclosed area. Some birds built a nest in the beams under the house and I could hear their scary cheep cheep when we parked. One day, I was buckling my son in when, all of a sudden, a tiny baby bird took a tiny baby flight out of the nest, but was only strong enough to glide into the car at my son's feet. I was forced to grab him out and run(!) as fast as possible. I ran to the stairs with my 2 year old and we huddled while I called his daddy crying about the bird. He and his friend left work and drove home to help me out. His friend reached into the car to pull the birdie out when we heard him scream. He was joking, but with my heightened sense of fear, I thought the bird "got him".
I've also been chased by a very large swan at a park in Germany. Was chased, fell into a bush and then cornered until friends got him away.
Birds are the only creatures on Earth I'm afraid of. No spiders, insects, sharks, dogs. None. Birds only!
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