Swampwitch tagged me with another one of those "More than you really wanna know about me" memes, and since I rarely almost never always respond to tags right away, here’s an attempt to divulge just a few more juicy tidbits bore you to tears with the minutia of my little life:
1) While I haven’t had the pleasure of swimming with dolphins (yet!), I have had the pleasure of "swimming" with Barry Manilow. Does that need further explanation?
2) I’ve had the pleasure of having two stepmothers–one was nine years older than me, the other was five years older than me…and no, those aren’t numeric typos. Technically, I never considered the second one a step-mom, she and my dad married long after I was out of the home and married myself.
3) Writing poetry is a pleasure to me; reading it is not always. I’m not proud of that. (**I’m talking about the classics I’m "supposed" to appreciate..epics that anesthetize me rather than inspire….)
4) Although I wore braces for a not-very-pleasurable two years and two months–including the very fashionable full headgear–I still had a gap between my two front teeth for years. I decided to remedy that when I got married (what bride wants the Bugs Bunny effect in her bridal portrait?). My orthodontist cemented a "temporary" little bar behind my teeth.
It’s still there over 20 years later (the bar, not the gap). :/.
5) I was a Stampin’ Up "D e m o n s t r a t o r" for a year (note the loose use of that word). Although it was an absolute delight and pleasure to teach others "art therapy through stamping", I led only one workshop. I just received a letter last week from them informing me I had not yet cashed a commission check and they needed me to (or to re-issue another one if I lost it) in order to clear their books.
It was for five dollars and change … wooohoooo, Happy Meal, here I come!
6) One of my not guilty pleasures is to drink libations–"stale or sparkling" ;)–with cranberry, pomegranate or orange juices, but I won’t eat fresh cranberries, pomegranates or orange slices.
7) My parents did not find it necessary to give me a middle name when I was born. It is NOT a pleasure in first grade to be the only person in your class who doesn’t have one. Undaunted, I created my own middle name.
Eventually, I plan to write about that last one…it’s been in the queue since I started blogging.
The "rules" are:
1) Link to the person who tagged you.
First word of this post…check.
2) Post the rules on your blog.
In process…check.
3) Share 7 facts about yourself.
I can NEVAH remember what I’ve already shared…are any of these repeats?
4) Tag 7 random people and include links to their blogs.
Shoot…it’s a BUSY time of year for all of us…I’m not sure who’s done this and who hasn’t, but here are my unlucky seven:
Laurie, Hulagirl, Elena Jane, Sandy, Alix, Jenni, Lisa
5) Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.
Will do.
You and Barry, eh? I’m betting that was some sort of fringe benefit of being a Stampin’ Up demonstrator.
I used stampin’ up stamps to make my Christmas cards last year! I was just gonna add more to that story but I’ll save it for my meme….got the word. Thanks.
that really was not meant to be sarcastic…can’t read my own writing this morning.
Okay, I’ll play along. Check with me late this afternoon.
This will have to wait a bit for me to get to it. I’m writing a birthday post today and I’ll be gone ALL day tomorrow. Maybe Sunday or Tuesday?
I’ve got to respond to a few things in your list, though.
3) Reading poetry is almost always a pleasure to me, writing it is not. At least it is not something I allow enough time and practice for for it to be primarily a lot of work. I used to write poetry much more often. Maybe some day I’ll get back to it.
4) I had a gap between my two front teeth. It wasn’t huge, but it bothered me. I also kinda wanted braces like so many of the other kids. I thought it was cool. My grandmother said braces were too expensive and that I should squeeze those two teeth together with my fingers whenever I thought about it. I did what she said, and I think it helped.
5) I sell vitamins about like you sold Stampin’ Up products. Stampin’ Up is at least more fun.
7) My mom doesn’t have a middle name. Her first name is Mary and she has no middle name! My grandmother was a woman of very little imagination. My mom uses her maiden name or initial or Maria as a middle name sometimes. Mary Maria? Crazy, but I know a Michael Miguel (first and last name). I say at least you got a good first name!
ha! not only did you tag me, but you tagged me FIRST. i love it!
and i will do it.
by the way, i believe blogger has fixed the comment problem. you can now post comments as a blogger, or a livejournal, or wordpress, or typepad.
so i hope ya’ll come back!
I KNOW I left a comment earlier!
I don’t have a middle name, either. My parents thought it would be ‘different.’ Weird is more like it!
The stepmothers?: ewww.
Duuuuude you stamp? I didn’t know that 🙂
My mum doesn’t have a middle name. I think she always hated that. It’s because my grandfather didn’t like the name my grandmother had insisted on as the middle name, so when filling in the birth certificate he just left it off.
I love these! I did one a while back and I always find them so interesting when other people do them.
I want to know why you won’t eat fresh orange slices? I understand the fresh pomegranate and cranberries.
My Dad didn’t have a middle name – he made one up to. I think it is just easier some times to have one.
Barry…hubba, hubba… was it before or after his hip replacement?
ps i am looking forward to finding out what the middle name is you wrote for yourself….
I enjoyed these tidbits about you! :~D
Headgear… oh yes. I had that too. I can still feel the pain in my back teeth from all that metal and dentistry. (Mind the Gap!)
Speaking of swimming with dolphins, I was just visitng another blog where the writer said she had attended a marine show. One of the dolphins had a prosthetic tail, because he lost his in a fishing net (I think). Who would have thunk?
Hmm, 2 remarks about body parts. I must be feeling medical tonight for some reason.
BTW, e-Dad and I saw a high energy musical/dance performance written by Barry Manilow called, “Copacabana.” Loved it!
So what were you really doing with “the greatest song writer that ever lived?” (Lol, his words.)
Can we look forward to a post about you and Barry?
Thanks for “doing the tag.” (Sounds like a dance.)
You know I tagged you back because you tagged me just after I started globbing. My first response was, “Duh.”
My second response was, “Duh Duh.”
Are we supposed to be writing Cinquains for Monday? Please advise.
i believe an explanation of the barry manilow reference is in order here!
I, too have had two step moms and two step dads. Both the firsts were what I consider normal ages to be my “mom” and “dad” and coincidentally both are now dead. And my second step mom was only 2 years older than I.
My BIL doesn’t have a middle name. My inlaws were probably too high to think of one. They were hippies.
In regards to #3: I just posted a poem on my blog. It’s certainly not a classic, but you’ll certainly love it. (No, I didn’t write it.)
Oh, so that’s why you said “temporary.” Isn’t that a bit weird in the mouth, especially since it’s cemented? Anyway, I’d think it annoying to spend so much time in something that won’t remedy my teeth. Good thing you were able to remedy that eventually.