ammogirl

First of all, how did nobody ever tell me the wondrous invention that is a feed reader? Yes, yes…they are not new by any means, but why didn’t anyone stress the importance of them? I never even thought about trying them out until Pom mentioned she reads all of her blogs almost exclusively by a reader. Once she said that, I thought, well, hell, all the cool kids are doing it, and immediately set up Google reader with all my faves, and it is the best thing ever. One stop shopping! Or reading! Whatever!

Now, onto the the actual post…the ‘meat’, if you will. Kari tagged me with a meme today, so I am now required to come up with seven things you didn’t know about me. So: Seven Things You Didn’t Know About Me.

1. I am afraid of the dark. Terrified. I can scare myself terrified in a dark house in less than five minutes. And it’s not enough that I CAN do it, I am COMPELLED to do it. If I’m by myself, I have to have all the lights on in the house, and I mean ALL, and when I go to bed, all of those lights stay on. I don’t even have to be by myself! Many nights I’ve woken up, and while laying there unable to fall back to sleep, my mind will creeeeeepppp to that little door that exists in my imagination and open it right up. Instant scariness! I also think that adults really have a scam going. We tell our kids, “It’s just a dream! Go back to bed.” and then leave them by themselves in the dark, while we run back to our own bed complete with that extra person for protection. Or, if you are me, that extra person for the monster to get first. Either way, I feel bad for my girls, because I hate sleeping alone.

2. I went out with an amateur ice skater from Scotland once. He worked at a neighboring nursery, back in my tree nursery days, and my sister set me up with him, and it was hell. He took me to a party and then proceeded to dance some wild Pict dance straight from Braveheart, and if that wasn’t enough, PULLED ME IN THERE WITH HIM. We did not go out again.

3. The best work I do is when I am under a deadline with a tremendous amount of pressure over my head. Only then can I actually focus long enough to really be effective, and sometimes I surprise myself at the quality of work I can produce. Besides that, I’m actually fairly lazy.

4. I don’t have my college degree and at this point…doubt I ever will. I know, that’s bad, but jesus christ I hate doing stuff I don’t want to do. Here’s my rational: when I retire in five years, I will be 41. At that point, I am not willing or even the least bit interested in jumping into a brand new career. I’m just not. Also, John will still have like 97 years left before HE retires, and if we are moving around from place to place, I can’t exactly establish roots anyway. So. Instead, what I am going to do is become a certified personal trainer, and contract myself out to the base gym…the people that do that here at my base get paid $45 an hour. That way, I can work when I want, doing something I absolutely love, and basically be my own boss. Also, cute workout gear.

5. I like Miley Cyrus. I think she has a great voice, better than a lot of other singers out there. Whenever the girls and I drive somewhere, we always make sure she’s on the iPod before we go.

6. When I was little (reeeeallly little), I used to play with slugs. I thought they were my friends. That is gross.

7. I am extremely shy and reluctant to meet new people. I am very wordy and outgoing in the written word but in person, until I get to know you, I’m socially inept. The thing is, I am not good with, “Ohhh, that sounds so NICE! And really quite interesting!” and tend to be more of a, “what the fuck did you do THAT for? Let’s have wine!” type of person. That doesn’t really go over well when you JUST meet somebody, as you can imagine. Once we get to that point, though, I’m fiercely loyal and never shut up.

Phew. I’m supposed to tag people now, but I don’t want to. If you decide to do your own seven things, let me know in the comments!

Tschuss!!