Taggity Tag Tag

I don't want to speak too soon, but I think we're going to survive. At one point I was ready to post a "help me" as my post. I can't be positive (because Ky's taken off with the measuring tape again), but I think all of my walls have scooted in at least two inches since the cold/flu first hit our house.

So, in lieu of coming up with something witty, snarky or anything resembling to have required thought, I am fulfilling my promise to play tag.

I Scream, You Scream We all Scream When We Get Tagged --Part Deux

firelein tomfoolery got me (ok, ages ago and she's a saint for patiently waiting).

i am: growing older every day.
i think: therefore i am

i know: dark chocolate has less fat than milk chocolate

i want: to sleep.

i have: too much scrapbook paper

i dislike: peach yogurt (but love peaches)

i miss: my dog. he's in NM.

i fear: not being able to protect my kids

i feel: did I mention tired already?

i hear: the buzzing of the fridge. Which is total bliss. Everyone but me is gone for a few minutes.

i smell: lavendar/vanilla scented oils. We can use them again now that Miss Ky has stopped eating them.

i crave: whatever I'm reading-- scones with clotted cream if it's an English novel, chocolate for Harry Potter.

i cry: boy do I. On the emotional roller coaster since Dave was killed. Dreading the Christmas Coffee commercials.

i usually: have a nervous breakdown by 8 pm

i search: google. a lot. I love google.

i wonder: if I will survive parenting

i regret: lots of things. It's sad, because at 30 I said, "I have no regrets". In my 40s I have several. Mostly with how I prepared my oldest to live in the world. Some with giving up dreams.

i love: the moments when I can just breathe in and experience the moment-- a child's scent (not the stinky, they-didn't-wipe-so-well-today smell), fresh rain etc...

i care: about people, what they're going through, what they're hurting over. People who hardly know me-- a little too empathetic really.

i always: sleep on my left side. Can you imagine what the mattress has done to my face?

i worry: about unintentionally offending or hurting someone

i am not: the mother I'd like to be

i remember: dancing. and having nice legs.

i believe: there's good in everybody. Or at least something to like. Except maybe politicians ;-)

i sing: much to my children's dismay

i don't always: control my tongue

i argue: with myself more often than I used to.

i write: to vent. to discover. to persuade. i write, therefore i am-- wait, I said that already.

i win: oh yes i do. and truth is, i don't care if i lose, i just usually don't.

i lose: not board games (HAH!). my patience. used to be my keys, but now that I'm good at keeping track of them, I lose my mind instead.

i wish: there were no divisions (can you feel a John Lennon song coming on?)

i listen: to what people aren't saying.

i can usually be found: here. Typing. when there's a thousand other things I could be accomplishing.

i am scared: of warping my kids, regretting things not done.
i need: a girl's get-away.

sometimes i forget: to look my little ones in the eyes when I'm upset with them.

i am happy: when I'm doing the things I should be doing

i Tag: no one. You're safe with me today.

From The Color of Home

BearNaked Tag

What are your nicknames?
People don't nickname me. Not to my face anyway...

What TV game show/reality show would you like to be on?
Don't even have to think about this-- Amazing Race. I need some notice though to try to see if as an adult I can run further than a block without throwing up.

What was the first movie you bought in VHS or DVD?
Are you serious?
The first DVD was Dinosaur and we watched it on the Mac. It was amazing to see the difference and we went out the next day and bought a dvd player... which wasn't compatible with our tv and then we had to buy a new tv. we were poorer then and it was a huge OUCH, and very out of character for us.

What is your favorite scent?
food. I love food smells-- perfumes that have food scents appeal to me. Satsuma, vanilla etc...
I have a candle called Witches Brew (Kendell Mae's Kandlery) that is my absolute favourite.

If you had one million dollars to spend only on yourself, what would you spend it on?
land. land and more land. With the way things are going, it's the only thing I can see that will still be worth something when everything else has lost it's value. Since it has to be for me, land.

One place you've visited, can't forget and want to go back to?
umm.
Do you trust easily?
Depends. I think I do, and yet I have become very cautious these last few years.
I follow my gut and tend to do ok.

Do you generally think before you act, or act before you think?
You're supposed to think before you act? Hmmm, that explains a few things.

Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?

yes, but I'm certainly not divulging it here.
Hint: I don't think I was cut out for this mother stuff. Babysitter, yes. Full time, 24/7 not so much so.

Do you have a good body image?
I am shocked when I get back photos and see the size others see. I still feel like my old size. I would never have an anorexia problem, I think I look great and I'm three stone heavier than I should be.

What is your favorite fruit?
Tomato. ok, pears. Juicy ones, not hard yucky ones. The kind that are speckley, yellowish and drips juice down your chin when bitten. They remind me of my childhood. I'm beginning to think it's an over-ripe pair (which tells me my mother packed me outdated things in my lunches)

What websites do you visit daily?
I've been eating up anything I can get on the area we're holidaying in soon. I'm so excited! (And no, I'm not telling because I'm cautious. :-)

What have you been seriously addicted to lately?
This stinking blog.

What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?

Ahhh, good question. I think she's thoughtful, sensitive, zany and fun. A person who can laugh at herself and whose laugh is contagious.

What's the last song that got stuck in your head?
That ridiculous Munster's Theme... why did I put that on my playlist?

Favorite clothing?
A corset. I'd like one for my hips as well please.

Do you think Rice Krispies are yummy?
Only when they've stopped crackling, buried under a mound of buttery marshmallow creme.

What would you do if you saw $100 lying on the ground?
Yeah, I'm the weirdo that will try to find who it belongs to...

Items you couldn't go without during the day?

um... unfortunately, this stinking addictive blogging habit.

What should you be doing right now?
Sleeping, since tomorrow begins another day of Barf-fest held bi-annually here in the gutter.

From Chris and Darla, The Seven Things (you never cared to know)...
1. I consider closing down this blog about once a month (and no, it's not based on cyclical moods)

2. I'm a painter. But I don't paint. My paints are caustic and I have too many kids running around eating my things. I love photography and studied for three years under a National Geographic Photographer. My favourite part is the darkroom.

3. I am also trained as a.... geologist. Now could I have possibly picked two university studies that could support me less when I entered the working world? Couldn't help it. I like rocks and the university wouldn't let me dual major Illustration and Geology, so I minored in it and took WAY more classes than I needed. And because my Art degree required an emphasis and I completed two, I didn't even need the minor.

4. I love going to school. Obviously.

5. I want to take a cooking class, you know, like in France or something.

6. I am afraid of taking a cooking class. Because I'm afraid it will take the fun out of cooking for me. I could settle for meeting Gordon Ramsey and not have him yell at me.

7. I sometimes teeter dangerously close to depression. That's not to depress you, but just know that sometimes behind the silly posts is a woman ready to check herself in to a nice white padded room. It could be just because I am desperate to go to the bathroom by myself once in a while.
8. Because that was a bomb to leave the list with, wasn't it? I had a poem published, and never bought the book it was in.

Wow. Am I caught up now? And if that wasn't enough useless information about MOI, I have a Blogiversary coming up and the floor is yours...anything you want to ask me?

Just for the record... if you've commented and I didn't reply... I'm not a jerk. I usually run in here, open up the window and invariably someone will hit someone or drop a jar of pickles or smash a hand in a door and I run back out. I have answered your comment in my head. Since I am "older"(clears throat), when I get back to the computer, I've convinced myself I did answer you. So. I'm sorry. (See first meme).