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Tuesday, August 28, 2007Just So You All Know......that there is still no baby OUTSIDE my womb, I am taking this opportunity to indulge in a little tag from my loving doula Nicole, who tagged me, no doubt, in order to give me something useful to do with my hands instead of wringing them over the fact that I've still not gone into labor. Wise woman, she is. So here goes. You know I'm not going to follow the "tag this many people" rule to the letter, so I'm asking you to post your name in my comment box if you decide to participate. Though I do have a few "must be taggeds" in mind... The rules: Post the rules before giving the facts. P layers start with eight random facts/habits about themselves - People who are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post these rules - At the end of the your blog you need to tag (hopefully) six 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. The random facts/habits about me: 1. I have a small birthmark in the middle of my right forearm. When I was little, I sincerely thought that everybody had a small birthmark in the middle of their right forearms, just like everybody has a bellybutton. 2. As a child, I once got sick to my stomach after eating a disgustingly fluffy food product called "ambrosia," which consisted of cottage cheese, mandarin orange slices, crushed pineapple, jello, and pastel-colored miniature marshmallows. To this day, I will not eat raw marshmallows. They have to be toasted over an open fire or melted into a mug of hot cocoa. If they're raw, I gag on them. 3. My first grade music teacher was so impressed that I could sing the entire first verse of O, Come, All Ye Faithful in Latin that she brought me over to her fourth grade class and had me sing it in front of them. I'm sure they were all thrilled beyond belief. 4. In 1994, I had out-patient surgery to remove a cyst from my left breast. Though I had been given "happy forgetful drugs" for the surgery (instead of going under), I clearly remember the surgeon taking my face in both of his hands after the surgery was complete and saying, "You probably won't remember this, but it was benign." 5. During the first trimester of my fourth pregnancy, I had continual, 24-hour-a-day nausea -- the kind that feels like heavy-duty motion sickness. One night it was so bad that I was literally moaning in bed. Eric woke up, heard my moans, and rolled toward me, laying his hands on me and praying that the sick feeling would lift. I fell asleep, and when I woke up in the morning, the nausea was completely gone. It never came back. 6. My sister and I used to fill the upstairs bathtub with water, dump in a good quantity of our mom's blue-colored bath salts, and go "swimming" in our bathing suits. (Overflowing with creativity, we were.) Once, in the midst of our swim, one of the wooden shutters on the window by the tub came crashing down into the water. That one was a little hard to explain to Mom... 7. In college, I sang for two years in a twelve-voice chamber group that was hand-picked by our choir director. After having sung at a local church one Sunday afternoon, we were enjoying a pot-luck lunch with the members of the audience. An elderly woman sitting across from me smiled and said, "You look like Rosemary Clooney." Having never seen White Christmas, the only reference point I had was the gray-haired, beefy, smoker-voiced woman on the Coronet paper towels commercials ("Extra value is what you get...when you buy Co-ro-NET!"). I was highly offended. 8. While peeing in the high school girl's lavatory one day, I discovered some scrawling graffiti on the side of the stall that read, "Jill Schafer sucks cow balls." Highly upset, I ran to a friend and told her what I'd just read. My friend rolled her eyes and replied, "Well, that's really stupid. Cows don't have balls." And I'm tagging: Jamie, Wendy, Dave, Thomas, Ken, and any of the ladies from Hearts at Home who feel like playing! (Just leave a comment here letting me know that you're playing, and leave your eight facts over on the boards.) There. I've done something. Now it's back to waiting for contractions to begin... |
About Me
I am: Mother to five stunningly individualistic children... Writer of young adult fantasy... Passionate advocate for Women At Home... Madly in love with my husband... In need of Organic Gourmet Chocolate on a regular basis. I've got a Paypal account if you'd like to contribute to the cause....
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6of my readers are feeling chatty:
I've been reading here for a while and really enjoy it. I found you from another blog, but I can't recall who. Anyway, I was happy and surprised to see you're a Hearts mom too. Small world this planet is!
Hi Jill!
I LOVE number five!
And number eight made me laugh.
Done and done! I sort of cheated and didn't tag anyone else. But hey, I participated...sort of!
Your #8 is classic!
So excited for you all!!
There... I did mine. Not tagging though. har har
I loved #8 too - now there's a friend after my own heart! :-D
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