Sorry but I got tagged....

A friend of mine tagged me so I have to do this survey. It's like the bloggy law. So if you have no interest in learning mundane aspects of my life, I suggest you close this up now. If you don't know enough useless facts about me, well then here you go. This is the post for you.

I am : A wife, a mother, a boo-boo healer, a chef, a taxi driver, a blower of sunshine, an accountant, an over spender, a jock, a princess, a brain, a basket case......(obscure reference)

I think : Therefor I am. My problem is I over think most things.

I know : that knowledge and true wisdom is knowing that you know nothing. Those nutty Greeks may have been on to something.

I want : patience to deal with all of my blessings.

I dislike : intolerant people. There IS no moral supremacy. We are all people. We would get so much more accomplished if we would stop fighting amongst ourselves and just worked together toward a common goal instead of bickering over nit picky details and differences.

I miss: My brain function. I miss not being able to hold on to a thought for more than a moment.

I fear : rodents of any kind. Even big ones like beavers and bunnies freak me out. It's paralyzing sometimes and completely embarrassing.

I hear: the pitter patter of little feet in every direction. Silence is a rarity around these parts.

I smell : My shampoo, a fresh grass candle burning in the other room, and I think some one's diaper needs a changin and I will tell you it is not mine.

I crave : many things that are bad for me. My New Years resolution is kicking specific bad habits. But the cravings don't disappear over night. Ask me again in a couple months.

I cry : Nope. Not a crier. I don't think I have had a good cry in about 3 or 4 years. My Mom used to say that I am a Vulcan , void of emotion. Most times I agree with her. I don't know what my problem is, I am just not a crier.

I search : for rare, vintage Tupperware. It's the first thing I scan for at a garage sale or a second hand store. I'm a junkie like that.

I wonder: if my daughter's hair will stay blond or if it will turn darker like her brothers'. I wonder if my kids will still have fun and be close when they grow up and leave the house. I wonder if I will ever tire of swimming and being in the water; even when I am old and wearing my purple "old lady" swimsuit. I wonder if my husband truly knew the extent of the runaway train that is my mind when he married me.

I regret: little. I make it a point to not regret anything. But sometimes it is unavoidable. I have 2 things that I regret that come to mind. I regret not going out of state to go to college. I kept close to home because of a boy. The dumbest reason of all. I also wish I had gone into a career in travel and seen a little more of the world before I settled down and had kids. I don't regret settling down, but I am far more limited as far as seeing anything outside of my small bubble of existence.

I love: my family and my animals.

I care: about many things. It's hard to come up with something clever with such a vague statement.

I always : tap a soda can before I open it, sing along to the radio when I drive alone, have to talk to animals that come up to me (I don't want to be rude), I swear up and down that I hate shows like Funniest home videos claiming it drops your IQ. But I secretly watch it and find myself giggling despite myself. I always cook for 94 even though there are only 5 in my family. I love leftovers and I panic that someone won't get enough to eat.

I worry: about very little. Most would say that I am quite irresponsible. However, Jesus said to "let tomorrow worry about itself" and I find that very liberating. I have seen way too many people work themselves into a froth worrying about things that they have little control over. I have made it to a point to actively "let go and let God". It has taken a lifetime to learn and I still have things that sneak in, but that is just how I roll.

I am not: a princess or a beauty queen. I am not a girly girl that has her identity wrapped up in appearance or the opinion of a man. I am not a very good shoulder to cry on as I don't handle girly emotions very well. Also, I am not good at math.

I remember: alot. My memory runs deep. I have a quick recall so I can pull up useless knowledge on a dime. You don't want to play jeopardy with me. It's not that I am any smarter than anybody, it's just that I can recall facts really quick. We all have a superpower I guess.

I believe: that Jesus died and rose on the third day. I believe in the fun of Santa clause. I believe that JFK was shot because he was trying to lead the country in a new direction. I believe that Han Solo shot Greedo first, and I believe that Bigfoot lives in the forests of the Northwest. Weirder things have happened.

I dance: to techno, house and club mixes of 70's and 80's music. I have no shame and I love to dance. The catch is I rarely dance sober. So I don't do it nearly enough.

I sing: any chance I can get. In the car, at home along with commercial jungles, along with the muzak in the grocery store. It completely embarrasses and annoys my husband. I try to keep it to a minimum around him, but sometimes you just get a song in your head and you can't shake it until you sing it out loud. Although it is truly unfortunate that I am apparently tone deaf and can't carry a tune. So I usually get self conscience. But sometimes, like I said, little can be done to hold it in.

I argue: far too much. I am constantly reminded that not everyone cares what my opinions are. Over the years of repeatedly sticking my foot in my mouth, I have learned to get better control of my mouth. I am still learning though. Every now and then I am reminded about humility.

I write: mostly to keep a record of my day to day life. I am surprised just how much I write down in my blog that I wouldn't have otherwise written down, but would have been forgotten in a couple of years. I am really glad I wrote down trivial details. Even the bad things. It helps me remember things more accurately.

I win: sometimes. But in all honesty, I am in no way competitive. I don't like competition because it brings out the worst in people and creates conflict. No thank you.

I lose: hand fulls of hair every morning in the shower. I have always had really thin hair and this is why.

I wish: that I had a maid service, a landscaping service,an in ground pool, a bedroom for everyone in my house, free airline tickets to go anywhere we wanted to go, family that lived closer, and more hours in the day. Is that too much to ask?

I listen: to my kids sleeping at night. Each one of them has their own rhythmic breathing pattern that lets me know that they are deep asleep. It's just something that I like to do.

I am scared: that my kids will finally realize that I really don't know what I am doing. It's only a matter of time before they discover that I am making this up as I go.

I forget: simple details of everyday tasks. My brain after 3 kids has turned to bubble yum at this point. I find myself trying to make a pot of coffee without putting water in the pot. Or running through all the kids names and the dog's name before the right one lands on the right child.

I am happy: Just that. I am happy.

I tag: Shanna, Kristen and Meez. You have to do it....it's the bloggy law!

Random fact #11

Ok so this more of a real confession than random fact #11.

I was a high school cheerleader. I did both football and basketball. Most people when I tell them hardly believe me on this. Mainly because I am sooo not a cheerleader type. I am not proud of this, but it is what it is.

So there I have come clean :)

Some nights to this day I wake up in a sweat because I can't remember all the moves to the fight song. Theres something very wrong with me.

Random facts #8,9 & 10

Ok I know I am getting lazy at writing , but in all honesty we are completely in the throws of T ball and the whole jumble of end of school year festivities. Plus I have taken it upon myself to purge ourselves of all the unnecessary things in this house all the while trying to generate a little scratch in the process.(Note the Ebay widget I have added over to the right) Our house has just been completely unsettled for the past couple weeks or so and I am just trying to get my feet under me. So sorry. Life happens and you just have to deal with it sometimes.

So with that....I will give you some more random things you probably didn't know about me.

#8

My Dad was a news director while I was growing up.

He started out in radio and worked his way into television. He worked for ABC and then went to NBC later in his career. I spent a lot of time hanging out in newsrooms and hanging out in the studio as they did the news live. My favorite place to be though was in the control room with a head set on listening to all the behind the scene stuff that went on. I was amazed at how my Dad could take control of a chaotic scene for an hour every night. It was pretty cool. Not something that many kids are lucky enough to be brought up in.


#9
I backpacked through Europe when I was 17.

The french club in my high school took a group every couple years. I got to be a part of that. We Spent time in England and over all parts of France. I had an incredible time and it really created a crossroad in my (young) life and changed me in ways that I would have otherwise not been changed. It was a breath of fresh air in the very small life of a young girl growing up in farming community. It exposed me to history and culture that you just can't get from a book. I will forever be grateful to my french teacher Mrs. Jackson who ultimately helped shape the person I am today.

#10
When I was 12 on a bet I memorized the periodic table.

(Insert nerd laugh here) When I was in the 8th grade, my chemistry teacher offered $20 to the first person who could memorize the periodic table and spit to back to him (by memory) in exact order. I am pretty good at memorizing things. (I used to rock at memory verses) So I sat down one night, (my social calendar was pretty empty in those days....gee I wonder why) and memorized it. It really wasn't all that hard. What I didn't expect about this is that 20 years later I can still rattle it off. Not all of it, but I can still do the first 10 elements in order from memory. If I look at it I can do far more. It's funny how the memory works. In the heat of frustration I can rarely get the right kids name out, but yet I could do this. Whatever.

**As a side note, I did get that $20. I ran straight out and spent it on a New kids on the block cassette. Because I am awesome like that.

So there you have it. Now you know a little more about me. Although I can imagine that at this point in the game you were wishing you didn't know half the things you do :)

Random facts # 5,6,and 7

Ok more random facts time. Are you ready?

Here we go ...


#5

I have never had a childhood illness. Not without trying either. That is chicken pox, measles, mumps. My mom would always stick me around kids that were sick when I was young, just so that I could get it and have it be over. But I would never catch anything. When I was pregnant, it made my midwife a little nervous that I have never had chicken pox. I guess if you get it when you are pregnant , it can cause all sorts of problems. So she wanted me to go and get the vaccine. But before they give it to you, you must have a blood test to make absolutely sure that you don't have antibodies that would counter the vaccine. So I did. Well it turns out, I have a natural immunity to chicken pox. How this is possible I have no idea. I am just a freak like that.


#6

Only under complete force do I ever wear socks. I own 3 pair of socks and they are only for the gym. I am always either barefoot or in flip flops. Always. Year round. No exception. I feel completely claustrophobic in socks and closed in shoes. It started with my first pregnancy. My feet grew a size and a half. Plus I had really high blood pressure which made me swell like nobody's business. So shoes were really uncomfortable. Then once I got pregnant again and again (you get the idea.) Each pregnancy my feet grew a little more. I used to be a nice and dainty size 8. I'm now a freakish 10 1/2 sometimes 11. That is the type of awesome that nobody wants. But one of the perks of not havening a conventional job is that I can be barefoot all day and nobody is going to complain.

#7

I am a human jukebox. When I was younger my Dad was a disc jockey a couple towns over. My parents divorced when I was three, so I didn't get as much time with my dad as I would have liked. But I knew that he was on the air somewhere. So I was constantly listening to the radio hoping to hear his voice. Unfortunately I didn't understand the whole concept that we didn't pick up his station where we lived. But I listened none the less. The radio was always on. Because of this , it seems I can sing along to just about any song from the 70's and 80's with pretty good accuracy as far as lyrics. What is funny about this, is I didn't really know I had this skill until one day my husband and I were bored and watching an infomercial. (Clearly this is long before kids. Who has the time for that now :) It was one of those CD compilations of the hits from the 70's. I sang along with every sample song they gave. He just looked at me and asked "how do you know all of these?" I thought " I don't know, how come you don't?" Then it turned into a game. He would try to stump me and we would watch more of those dumb commercials. I could always name that tune in under 5 notes. He then deemed me the "human jukebox" I carry my title proudly.


Ok so there you go.

There are always more to come.

There will be a quiz later. Just so you know.

Peace out.

ARRRRBLLAAAHH! and random fact #4

So I have this confession to make. I am a talk radio junkie. My Tv hardly ever goes on during the day unless it's Charlie and Lola, Yo Gabba Gabba, or Ni hao Kai-lan related. I just stopped fighting the battle during the day with the kids. Plus since the invention of the DVR, I just watch Tv when I have time and record all my shows to watch whenever. I hate wasting time in front of the TV when I know that I have things that I should be doing instead. I'm neurotic I know.

So, anyways back to random fact #4. I heart talk radio like nothing else. My favorite is a local guy named Rick Emerson.

I have been listening to him everyday for the past 7 years or so.They are like my imaginary friends. My husband jokes about it because I tell him funny stuff that they say throughout the day like we were hanging out. It oddly makes me feel cooler than I really am . Not the sad little stay at home mom that reality really reflects :) I don't even come close to fitting his demographic, (which is I'm guessing men 18-35) but it keeps me entertained.

So a couple days ago, he had a giant listener party. We have gone to the past couple that they have had. It is seriously like the greatest hits of the super nerdiest the Portland metro area has to offer. We fit right in.

We did have an interesting experience while we were there though. My husband even felt the need to write in and share our experience with the rest of the listening audience.
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Dear Rick,

Last night we were standing behind a couple guys dressed up as pirates, and true to form, they were knocking back the grog like seasoned buccaneers.

As the night went on, however, we realized that one of the pirates was leaning over onto a table with his head in his hands.

Perhaps his peg leg was giving him slivers? Perhaps his parrot flew away?

Pirate 1: "Oh man, I'm feeling really sick. I think I drank too much. I'm sorry, man. I'm really sorry. Dude....."

Pirate 2: "It's ok, man. We've had a long day and you just drank too much. It's alright."

Pirate 1: "I think I'm going to vomit... I'm so sorry."

My wife and I look at each other with panic in our eyes because we're stuck where we are.

There's too many people packed in around us if we needed to jump to the side.

Hopelessly we watch "Greenface the Pirate" get closer and closer to his inevitable conclusion.

Our muscles and nerves were on edge like gazelles ready to jump into the air and over the crowd at the moment of chunder.

Luckily for us and everyone around who doesn't enjoy the smell of vomit, he just slowly turned and made his way out of the room.

We can only hope our courageous pirate made it to the bathroom where he safely scuttled his stomached and flushed it down to Davey Jones' Locker.


Best party ever.

-jason


Awesome!

Random facts

So it has been brought to my attention that I am a unusual person with weird quirks that not everybody knows about. So I have decided to start dropping in random facts about myself.

#1

My husband and I bought our house 7 years ago, but up until then, I have never lived in any one place for more than 3 years. Ever. Three years has always been my limit of sticking in one place. I had someone ask me once "Are your parents military or something?" To that I reply..."no, just flighty :)"


#2

I changed schools 9 times by my freshman year.
Read #1 and you will see why. I am really good at being the new kid. I hated it. It sucked. Add being an only child into the mix and you have a whole lot of lonely. Luckily my mom was her own one woman show, so I was never bored. Just a little lonely.

#3

I have never pumped my own gas. Ever. Not that I haven't driven through many other states, but I am always with somebody that knows how to do it and I just let them take charge. But in return, I am 33 years old and have no idea how to pump gas. I have lived in Oregon the entire time I have been driving and we aren't allowed to pump our own gas here (for those of you that are not from around these parts) so why learn now. Whenever I go into Washington to see my mom, I always make sure I have enough gas to get me there and back, either that or she takes me out and does it for me. She's such an enabler :)

Stay tuned....I have many....many more weird facts about me to shock and amaze. Because I just wasn't egotistical enough :)