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Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Tagged
My new blogger friend, Salihah, tagged me. I am supposed to write six weird things about myself - AND I'm supposed to tag six others so that they will write six weird things about themselves. But I don't have six blogger friends - does that count as a weird thing about me???
I am very late in fulfilling this important obligation, because blogger has been very, very mean to me. I WAS in the process of upgrading to beta (whatever that means), but all that happened was the loss of my ability to post on my blog. Does the fact that I don't know what beta is count as another weird thing about me?
Well, here's my list, supplemented by my daughter who could go on and on about my weird qualities.
1) When I was very young, my friend and I would sit at the window, watching the stars and singing love songs to God.
2) At about the same time as above, a babysitter told me that when we "sin", our hearts turn black. She even had those felt things that stick to a felt board and she showed me what it looks like to have a red heart and black one. So for MANY years after that, in my mind, I saw my heart turning just a little more black every time I did something "bad".
3) I was a member of a cult for two years when I was in my late teens/early 20's - and don't ask me which cult, because, trust me, you have never heard of it.
Oh, now I feel very naked.
4) When my kids were adolescents, I put our table in storage, so we ate on the floor. We would put a tablecloth on the floor and sit around it. This really embarrassed my kids when we had our friends over for Thanksgiving.
5) I have never owned a microwave or lived in any place with one. My daughter thinks this is weird. I don't.
6) I love piles of paper and don't believe in filing. I go through my piles of paper periodically and find wonderful things that I have forgotten about. But anything in a file cabinet is dead to me. I will never remember what's in a file cabinet and everything will just sit inside there until I die. Then my daughter can inherit it all. She will go through those ancient papers and find out new weird things about me.
I am very late in fulfilling this important obligation, because blogger has been very, very mean to me. I WAS in the process of upgrading to beta (whatever that means), but all that happened was the loss of my ability to post on my blog. Does the fact that I don't know what beta is count as another weird thing about me?
Well, here's my list, supplemented by my daughter who could go on and on about my weird qualities.
1) When I was very young, my friend and I would sit at the window, watching the stars and singing love songs to God.
2) At about the same time as above, a babysitter told me that when we "sin", our hearts turn black. She even had those felt things that stick to a felt board and she showed me what it looks like to have a red heart and black one. So for MANY years after that, in my mind, I saw my heart turning just a little more black every time I did something "bad".
3) I was a member of a cult for two years when I was in my late teens/early 20's - and don't ask me which cult, because, trust me, you have never heard of it.
Oh, now I feel very naked.
4) When my kids were adolescents, I put our table in storage, so we ate on the floor. We would put a tablecloth on the floor and sit around it. This really embarrassed my kids when we had our friends over for Thanksgiving.
5) I have never owned a microwave or lived in any place with one. My daughter thinks this is weird. I don't.
6) I love piles of paper and don't believe in filing. I go through my piles of paper periodically and find wonderful things that I have forgotten about. But anything in a file cabinet is dead to me. I will never remember what's in a file cabinet and everything will just sit inside there until I die. Then my daughter can inherit it all. She will go through those ancient papers and find out new weird things about me.
posted by Carol at 7:14 AM
6 Comments:
I'm glad you're weird. That's one of the reasons why I married you! We're a matched set....
Love,
Michael
Celebrate weirdness!
no nuker!!! Then again, I remember my father being very microwave-resistant, too. But he was also computer resistant as well...
I love the blog's new look, girly.
See you this summer inshaAllah
(yes, which cult. Eye currently twitching)
Leila,
Thanks for your thoughts on my "new look".
It would be great to see you this summer. You can teach me all about weights - or we can just go eat some non-Ali Baba food.
Who said anything about cults???
huh? number 3?
He Leila,
Just got back from NY.
Are you wondering which cult still??? I PROMISE you... you have never heard of it. And never will...
;-)
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