There is a trend going around right now, among bloggers, which involves having to list random things about yourself and answer questions. You are then supposed to tag other bloggers so that they have to do the same thing. The one that I have gotten tagged with most often involves listing eleven things about yourself and then tagging eleven friends.
I have never been one to pass on chain letters or emails. Never.
I don’t mind providing the information myself (whether it be a recipe, or a dollar, or whatever), but I will not ask however many of my friends to do the same thing. Call it a character flaw of mine; it makes me very uncomfortable.
So, to those who have tagged me, I apologize for being a scrooge. I am not going to comply with the rules. In an attempt to be somewhat of a good sport, I will list eleven completely random things about myself.
1. The weirdest thing ever said to me was during the summer of my 18th birthday, at a cocktail party at my grandparents’ home. I was in the midst of talking to someone when a lady came up to me, grasped my hand and said (in a very dramatic voice), “Oh my. You must be careful. You have very passionate nostrils.” Seriously. I can’t tell you how many times I have thought of that and cursed my young self for not going after her and asking her what in the devil that meant.
2. Apparently, I look like a lot of people. I often get the following comments: “You look very familiar to me.” “Do you have a sister?” (I don’t.) “We have met before.” (We haven’t.) At Christmas time, I was shopping for last-minute gifts and was in Ulta, in Savannah. The checkout lady said to me, “Do you have a twin?” I told her that I did not, and then she said, “Well I had a woman in here today who looks exactly like you and she said she has a twin.” Given that I am six feet tall, I said “Really? Well she couldn’t have been as tall as I am.” “She was,” said the lady, “just as tall as you and looks exactly like you – and she has an identical twin.” So apparently, there are THREE six feet tall, reddish-brown hair with freckles, forty-something year-old women walking around Savannah, Georgia. Anyone seen either of the other two??
3. When I was a relatively new lawyer in Philadelphia, I had a judge threaten to throw me and my client in jail. My client, by the way, was a BANK. Oh, and the courtroom was PACKED. That may have been the moment that I decided that I no longer wanted to be a litigator.
4. I don’t like to be very far from my mama.
5. When I was young (like two years old), I had this weird ability to say numbers. My mom says that they discovered it one night when they were practicing numbers with my older brother and I was in the room, impishly jumping up and down on the bed. They would ask “what is seven comma zero four zero comma three zero two” and I would answer without hesitation, “seven million forty-thousand three hundred and two.” And then I would laugh somewhat maniacally. My incredibly superstitious grandmother was apparently very close to summoning an exorcist for me. Some people have useful skills….
6. The textures of certain foods bother me. Oysters are big here in the South. I can think of them only as the equivalent of congealed snot.
7. I have zero patience. ZERO. And it started very young in me. When I was about four, I came in from playing outside and my mom was on the phone. I wanted a drink of water and she told me that she would get it when she was done talking. I walked over to the flower bowl, plucked out the crocuses and drank the water. You better believe that got her off the phone fast.
8. I bit people when I was a child.
9. The first thing that happened to me when visiting Niagara Falls was that I wet my pants.
10. I am a font of music trivia. For some reason, that information remains with me; when it comes to the important stuff (like the LAW, my profession), my mind is like a sieve.
11. I cannot understand a person who speaks with any type of accent. I blame it on the fact that I took Latin, an unspoken language, for six years. It makes it very difficult for me to (a) get my nails done, (b) know the specials at our local Mexican restaurant, or (c) really understand what half of the male lawyers in Savannah are trying to tell me.
Happy Tuesday!
All true. I was there, and I love you.
mama
love you too!!
Enjoyed this post! However your oyster description is making this oyster lover gag. Ha ha..I will have have to check out your nostrils. Too funny.
thanks Jill – and sorry about the oysters (but they are gross)….
LeeAnn, first I am grateful for your character “flaw” of not sending along chain letters. I’m not a big fan of things that guilt others to do something, either, so very happy not to get tagged. However, the flip side is that I loved reading your random items. I laughed all the way through. But I would like to know what your mother did after she got off the phone….
Hey Robin – thanks for the note! What I remember happening the rest of that day had to do with the effect that the ipecac syrup had on me(apparently crocuses are fairly toxic). Whether or not she swatted me with the phone, I don’t remember. : )
Loved it! I am not a fan of oysters on the half shell. I did “shoot” one on a dare. (If you think oysters are snotty, try boiled okra. UGH!)I also have trouble with accents except non-Southern ones. There are some people that I speak with from up North who talk 90 miles an hour and have different pronunciations for things than down here. It takes a minute or two to acclimate to the different speech.
Hey Amy! It is good to know that someone else has the same issue with accents – and oysters. I am also NOT a fan of okra – especially when it is boiled and slimey. Thanks for stopping by!
2 things–how old were you when you went to Niagara Falls and could you post a picture of your nostrils?
Hey Patricia – I was young (4 or 5, maybe) and you can kind of see my nostrils in the “about me” picture. Thanks for visiting!
Okay, you have done it! This is my favorite thus far. (I think I said that last time)
1. You are so real and genuine that I feel so blessed to know you.
2. You make me laugh with your wit and sharp sense of humor.
3. I love that you have SO MANYYYYY things in common with my Hadley. It actually freaks me out a little.
4. I can’t imagine you biting.
5. You’re impatient? Never would have guessed that.
6. I still pee in my pants when I laugh or jump on a trampoline.
7. I love your nose and your nostrils look perfect. She must have been drunk.
8. YOU do have a twin. I have seen her. I think I saw her at Lovin’ Spoons today.
9. I would bail you out if you went to jail with the bank. That would have been fun!
10. We are lucky to still have our mamas close by.
11. I love the word sieve. I just used it today. (not)
Tunie, you are such an amazing person and I really hope that you can meet Hadley one day.
12. That cd better be ready soon! 😉
xoxoxoxooxo
Kel – that list made me laugh out loud several times!! Your positive attitude and enthusiasm is so wonderful to be around! I look forward to meeting Hadley – and spending some time with her and getting to know her. I feel like I already know and love her through you. I set my alarm for 4:30 this morning to work on the cd (not). : ) xoxoxo
Oh my gosh – I laughed so loud and long when I read this!
Passionate nostrils… really…. I will have to check them out. Too funny girl!! I’m with ya on the oysters – never could figure out the draw to this.
Pam – good to hear that we are simpatico on the oysters. I am also glad to hear that you never noticed anything unusual about my nostrils. : )
Thanks Ilegirl! : )
Ditto on the oysters.
I really can’t imagine you as a biter.
I laughed very loud at the Niagra Falls fiasco. 😉
All of these things, though, make you who you are, which is someone pretty darn special.
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