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Wow! I got tagged by FreeRangeLibrarian!
Posted on Dec 27th, 2006
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Debi
Debi
I got tagged! I got tagged! Wow! Thanks, Karen!
Five Things You Don't Know About Me
1. I can yodel! It's true. I took a session of the Early Country Ensemble class at the Old Town School of Folk Music where the theme was "Yodels and Blues." If I am warmed up enough, I can really hit some fabulous old country yodels, though my favorite yodel is from a Georgia Yellowhammers tune called "Down Where the Watermelon Grows." The yodel goes like this:
3. I eat children's garbage cereal. This is entirely True's fault. I used to eat boring, simple stuff like corn flakes -- and only one bowl! -- but then I met him in college and, the first time we spent the night together, he came into the living room with a box of rice krispies, a gallon of milk, two bowls, two spoons, and a five pound bag of sugar. I looked at him with kind of a gaping mouth, and he shrugged and said something about being out of frosted flakes. He then set the whole mess on the coffee table and proceeded to eat about nine bowls of cereal in a row. I soon learned about the joys of Cap'N Crunch, Cocoa Pebbles, Lucky Charms, and all the other things that change the color of your milk. I still eat the occasional bowl of plain cheerios, but the top of our fridge actually regularly has seven or eight boxes of day-glo freak cereal on it -- and we ALL eat it.
4. Both my daughters express their disappointment by saying "D'oh!" a la Homer Simpson. Yes, that's right. They are four and one, and they say "D'oh." They learned it from me, and I say it because, before they were born, the word I used would have been even more surprising coming out of a kid's mouth.
5. I don't really mind very, very repetitive work. I find it kind of soothing to do data entry, copy and paste code, fold laundry, paint walls, sort buttons, chop vegetables, or pack/unpack boxes. I hate doing it half-way, or when I'll be interrupted a lot, but if you left me alone in a room with some music, snacks, and a stack of cards to be entered into a database, I'd be pretty content for more hours than you'd imagine.
OK, who do I tag? I guess Diane and Cathy, since, aside from Karen, those are my only blogging friends!
Five Things You Don't Know About Me
1. I can yodel! It's true. I took a session of the Early Country Ensemble class at the Old Town School of Folk Music where the theme was "Yodels and Blues." If I am warmed up enough, I can really hit some fabulous old country yodels, though my favorite yodel is from a Georgia Yellowhammers tune called "Down Where the Watermelon Grows." The yodel goes like this:
Yodel-eedle-odle-lay-EEE2. I use a Diva Cup. OK, warning to the y-chromosomes out there: this may be way too much information for you. A Diva Cup is a reusable menstrual cup. Instead of adding more stuff to landfills and the like, the Diva Cup works kind of like a diaphragm (but cup-shaped), and you wash and reuse it. It took some getting used to, but I am proud to make this small dent in my environmental impact on the planet.
Yodel-eedle-odle-lay-EEE
Yodel-lay-EEEEEEEEEEE
Yodel-lay-eee-hoooooooooooo
3. I eat children's garbage cereal. This is entirely True's fault. I used to eat boring, simple stuff like corn flakes -- and only one bowl! -- but then I met him in college and, the first time we spent the night together, he came into the living room with a box of rice krispies, a gallon of milk, two bowls, two spoons, and a five pound bag of sugar. I looked at him with kind of a gaping mouth, and he shrugged and said something about being out of frosted flakes. He then set the whole mess on the coffee table and proceeded to eat about nine bowls of cereal in a row. I soon learned about the joys of Cap'N Crunch, Cocoa Pebbles, Lucky Charms, and all the other things that change the color of your milk. I still eat the occasional bowl of plain cheerios, but the top of our fridge actually regularly has seven or eight boxes of day-glo freak cereal on it -- and we ALL eat it.
4. Both my daughters express their disappointment by saying "D'oh!" a la Homer Simpson. Yes, that's right. They are four and one, and they say "D'oh." They learned it from me, and I say it because, before they were born, the word I used would have been even more surprising coming out of a kid's mouth.
5. I don't really mind very, very repetitive work. I find it kind of soothing to do data entry, copy and paste code, fold laundry, paint walls, sort buttons, chop vegetables, or pack/unpack boxes. I hate doing it half-way, or when I'll be interrupted a lot, but if you left me alone in a room with some music, snacks, and a stack of cards to be entered into a database, I'd be pretty content for more hours than you'd imagine.
OK, who do I tag? I guess Diane and Cathy, since, aside from Karen, those are my only blogging friends!
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WOW! This is awesome sharing!!! It's like getting to really know a lot about fellow zaadzsters! We are an awesome group!
you can check out others who've been tagged, too:
http://www.zaadz.com/blog/tags/five+things
hehehehehhehe
I use a diva cup, and we all say D'oh! around here too. I suspect I'd be one hell of a yodeler, but I don't know how. ;) Don't feel bad about the cereal. My cupboard is full of it too. It is like comfort food. Delicious comfort food. I don't eat it for breakfast, I eat it at night. I juice in the morning and corrupt myself at night. What can I say?
Well, I already got tagged, and since you did to, I didn't tag anybody! Hehe!