I was tagged a while back to participate in this meme by Katherine Reschke. Here are the rules:
1. Link to the blog of the person who tagged you.
2. Post these rules.
3. List seven random and/or weird facts about yourself.
4. Tag seven folks to participate and include links to their sites.
5. Let each person know that they have been tagged by posting a comment on their blog.
Seven Random Facts About Me
- Each of my earlobes is pierced four times. I was going to get a fifth piercing, but the fourth hurt so badly, I chickened out. Why four on each side? Because . . .
- . . . I was an accountant prior to becoming an attorney. Hence, I require that things in my life balance and hate anything asymmetrical. It would make me crazy to have just one piercing on one earlobe and more than one on the other, a la Camryn Mannheim.
- I never went to a prom or other formal dance during my high school years because I was never invited! The guy on whom I had a major crush always asked someone else. These days, kids go to those events in groups of friends — they don’t have to have a per se “date.” That’s healthier.
- I am supposedly descended from Wild Bill Hickok. Someone from my father’s side of the family purportedly performed genealogical research, reached that conclusion and notified my sister. When my sister told me, we looked at each other and shrugged our shoulders. Neither of us particularly cares, nor did our father.
- My first wedding took place at the Silver Bells Wedding Chapel in Las Vegas in 1981 which is why, when I married BigBob, bells in any shape, form or color were banned.
- When I got divorced, I insisted that my attorney insert language in the marital settlement agreement specifying that I got custody and possession of my cats, T.C. and Shivers.
- When I purchased my 1996 Camry, I opted not to get the gold lettering because it cost $500 and that seemed extravagant. But every time I looked at the car, BigBob knew I was thinking, “I wish I had gotten the gold letters.” After about three days of that, he took the car back to the dealership and had the lettering done. When I bought my 2004 Camry, the first thing he told the salesperson was, “No matter what she says, you make sure that car has gold letters! Trust me on this, buddy.” So now we have a code phrase for “Mama’s not going to be happy until she gets what she wants.” BigBob will just look at me and say, “Gold letters.” Then he heads to the store to purchase whatever item is at issue.
I’m not going to tag anyone specific. Rather, if you decide to play, leave a comment letting me know so that I can come visit your site and read “Seven Random Facts About You.”