I Was Tagged

Evil Chef Mom seems to think that I am interesting. Strange, weird, a little wacko for most people, but she thinks I'm interesting. I am honored. I am also really late in response to this Meme request. I have been really sick this past week but am now in recovery.

I will face this challanging endeavor with a renewed vigor. Always liked that word vigor. Pronounced as JFK would say it VIGA.

1. Link to your tagger and post these rules.
2. Share 5 random facts about yourself with pictures.
3. Tag 5 people at the end of your post and list their names (linking to them).
4. Let them know they’ve been tagged by leaving a comment at their blogs.

1. I have really curly hair. This picture does no justice to my curls. I have a love/hate relationship with my hair. As a teenager all I wanted was to have long straight hair that was all the rage at the time. I slept on orange juice cans, I ironed it. I scotch taped the spit curls to my face every night so they wouldn't go all cork screw on me. (That made me so ravishing beautiful the next day with the scotch tape marks on the cheeks).

I straightened it once with the god awful stuff available at the time and it trashed the hair and a lot of it broke off.

My mom wouldn't let me grow it long as a kid saying that girls with curly hair must wear it short. I don't think she wanted to deal with it.

I now have below the shoulders long hair that I will probably cut short in an OCD, ADD moment of frustration.

2. I was in the military. I am in the front row second from the right. I wasn't very happy in the military because I mistakenly chose a very nontraditional career field. I was an aircraft mechanic. I liked being a mechanic but my coworkers did not like women as coworkers. Think 30 some years ago. Was not a pretty sight. Notice I did not share the year of my graduation.

But on reflection it was the best life choice I could have made. I was able to leave the small town I grew up in and see the world, got my college degree, and met the man I love. No small feat.

3. I love to garden. I grow all my plants from seed each year.

I start to salivate in December when all the new seed catalogs start to arrive. I get really frustrated with some of the seeds because they are so small, too small to handle. Last year I just dusted the soil with the small seeds and hoped. This technique worked and I will skip the frustration in later years.

This year is the first year in 17 years that I will not have a garden.

4. I have a Pinky finger that crooks if I push it back. (Reason I just, barely passed typing class all those years ago. We learned on manual machines and I don't have the strength to push the shift key).

I was born tongue tied (As was Son #1). Surgery cured us both. Now we don't stop talking.

I was also born without a tear duct in one eye. When I have a cold and blow my nose my eye bubbles in the Dr. created duct.

5. I will be changing the direction of this Blog and the sub title in my Masthead in the near future.

Spousal Unit accepted a new position in Germany and I will accompany him a couple of months after his departure.

Think a travel log, photography, and European cuisine. Either that or a "She who" guide of what not to do in a foreign country.

Please consider yourself tagged:

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