Sunday, April 20, 2008

7 Random things about Me

I’ve done several memes. Here's one. Here's another one. And another. I will try my best not to duplicate any of my randomness!

I was tagged by Amy at In My Life to do this one. You should hop over to her blog and browse her posts…she cracks me up!

1. My husband calls me Monkey Toes. I can pick things up with my feet. Say I’m folding the laundry and I drop an article of clothing on the floor. If I’m barefooted, I’m not bending over to get it, I’m grabbing it with my ‘monkey toes’. If I drop a pen, same thing. I can’t quite get coins. Paper gets wrinkled. And food, well, that’s gross.

2. When I was pregnant with my daughter, I had high blood pressure and lots of swelling. My feet were so big that a (male) co-worker of mine told me to throw the shoes away and wear the box because I had ‘Barney Rubble feet’. (enough about my feet, right?) When I went in for my 36 week appointment, my blood pressure was high enough to warrant bed rest. It was a Tuesday and my last day of work was to be that Friday, so I got to quit my job 3 ½ days early, yay! I told my co-workers that I just really wanted at least one week to myself before the baby came…they were all laughing when she came early that Friday morning.

3. I buy a lot of generics when I shop…but there are a few things that I will not substitute. Heinz Ketchup. Lipton Tea Bags. Cottonelle TP. COKE. Dove soap. I’m sure there are more…

4. My front teeth don’t meet. The back ones do, but not the front ones. I don’t believe I sucked my thumb as a child, but that’s what it reminds me of. This, too, is a source of entertainment for my husband. He laughs when I have trouble eating things that require a ‘good bite’. For instance, mozzarella cheese sticks, pizza and a ChickFila sandwich are nearly impossible to eat when all you do is leave the cheese hanging, rake the cheese right off the crust, or only get a mouthful of bread. But apparently I’ve learned to cope…I don’t quite look like I’ve missed any meals.

5. I had a meltdown when I was 21. Not a spoiled-brat kind of meltdown caused by not getting my way. My dad’s job was relocating. I was starting my senior year of college. I had a friend at school whose roommates had all left and she had asked me to move into her on-campus apartment. I thought it was going to be perfect. I was very excited!! Then, the night that Donald and I were painting my room, I started to crumble. He asked me what was wrong and all I could say was ‘I think I want my dad’. It was very bizarre. I called my dad boo-hooing and managed to tell him that I was on my way to his house. He tried to cheer me up and offered to take me back to the apartment, where I had left Donald painting, so he could help. If it had ended there, I would probably have forgotten all about this…but no. I dropped some weight. I had to cut back from full-time to part-time at work. I wanted to quit school…dad urged me to continue since I was so close to being finished. I had taken my twin-sized mattress to school with me, so Dad bought another one so I could stay at home for a while until he moved. Then Dad came to pick me up every Wednesday night and take me to dinner. I eventually recovered and Donald proposed to me that Christmas, despite my ‘freak out’. I never realized how much of a Daddy’s girl I was.

6. I hate being told to calm down. I want to feel the way I feel, about whatever, at the moment. There aren’t many things that make me want to throw plates against the wall, but telling me to ‘Calm Down’ is one of them. Don’t worry. Donald has been informed…maybe more than once.

7. I have quite a few pet peeves. Here are a few examples. I don’t like it when dishes are put into the sink without having water run into them; it makes them harder to clean. Cell phones that ring in inappropriate places. People who don’t use their blinker when they’re turning. Whistling. Not celebratory whistling, but whistling just to whistle. Don’t you know the words to that song?!?! EEK! But I’m not always hard to please. A lot of people like their toilet paper to hang a certain way on the roll…not me. I’m just happy it’s there at all.

I should probably tag a few folks to do this...I just really don't want to.

Maybe the girls I've done blogs for will do it for me...eh??

Debbie
Cindy
Noodle
Karen
Yvette

Give it a shot girls...it's free and fun!!


13 comments:

Brittany said...

I am like #6, a lot.
I also buy a lot of generic- unless I have really good coupons. Oh, and nothing beats a good COKE! :)

Are You Serious! said...

♥ That was fun to read! Whistling drives me crazy when it's off key and loud... However I love a goot whistle at a game or as appreciation for something! :)

Amy said...

"I can pick things up with my feet."

I knew there was a reason that I liked you......us monkey toe people have to stick together....;)

And about this statement:
"A lot of people like their toilet paper to hang a certain way on the roll…not me. I’m just happy it’s there at all."........Thank you!

Me too.....I don't even care if it's just sitting on the back of the toilet, people, just please replace the roll if you used all of the last one.

Tina, this was a great post! Thanks for playing tag with me. I'm going to check out all the people you tagged as well, plus your previous ones.

Have a blessed day!
Amy:)

Kelli said...

I only have half a second and have to run to the shower. I am with you on the katchup, (diet)coke, water in the dishes. Great Post.

Debbie said...

Good. I needed something for today. Hey! Check out www.babylegs.net. Better than what you found for me on the web.
LOL!

Amy said...

Hi Tina, I stopped by all the blogs you tagged......nice job on the layouts.....I will have to add that to my "Tina To Do List.";).....You know after you repaint and decorate the inside of my house.:)

Sniz said...

I hate it when I'm trying to have an argument with my husband and I am angry and he looks at me calmly and says the equivalent to CALM DOWN, "I won't talk to you when you're like this." And then he turns away and goes back to what he was doing before. Oh, I hate it. He can be totally wrong, but since he stays calm, he looks "right". Or even worse, he calmly asks me if I'm on my period. That really burns me up. As if the women can not think or be intelligent when they are on their period, or as if how they feel doesn't matter during that time and can be ignored.
And don't even get me started on putting things by the sink without rinsing them off. Especially any type of tomato-based sauce. I can't tell you how many times I've lectured the people in my family about that over the years, but it still happens.
Anyway, fun meme!

The Newby Family said...

I'm with you on the (diet) coke as well...and my husband is also impressed with my "talented toes" that I use to pick up pens, clothes, and other miscellaneous dropped items...

Doran & Jody said...

We must be sisters. My dad use to tell me I could just turn up my toes and go skiing. And hanging from the monkey bars was an art. Picking things up with them are so much easier then bending over.
I am a generic girl. But I do like my toilet paper hanging the 'right' way in my house only. But Diet anything??? Well I draw the line on that one. Yuck!

The Boyds Family said...

When I was reading your #1, I thought you were talking about me...HA!!! I guess I too have "monkey toes" - it's very convenient.

I hope Donald hasn't been warned by flying plates. LOL!!

Ok - give me some time to think of Seven things about me and I'll let you know when I'm finished.

((HUGS))

Noodle said...

Uh oh! I'm one of those toilet paper fanatics! :)

I'm off to do mine . . . .

Amy said...

Hey Tina,

I wanted to tell you about Pioneer Woman's contest today....she is giving away a $505.00 Amazon Gift Card for naming a photograph.....If you win, that could buy a lot of scrapbooking supplies, not to mention any thing else your heart desires. Her link is on my page if you are interested.

God Bless,
Amy:)

P.S. Daniel picks up stuff with his toes too.....We all have to stick together.:)

Heather said...

I always like to read these random things. The monkey feet is hilarious. That comes in handy, and I'm sure is a great back-saver.