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I've Been Tagged

Christy and Becky tagged me to do one of those list things. I have to post the rules first. Here they are:

1. I have to post these rules before I give you the facts.
2. Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
3. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

So on with my things:
1) I prefer to eat and drink everything (except ice cream) at room temperature.

2) Speaking of food, I use utensils only when I absolutely have to, i.e. when I am eating in public or when my husband is looking.

3) I have three times in my life vacationed with complete strangers (and not as part of a civic, church, or work group). They were all people I met accidentally over the phone, computer, or started talking to while out of town.

4) I was 29 years old when I learned how to buy shoes in my proper shoe size. (Thank you, Nadia.)

5) I think in 3-D images. When I write, the ideas appear in my head like modeling clay and slowly emerge as words in the form of shapes.

6) I have a really strong spatial thinking. Because of this, I don't easily get lost (even in new places) and immediately know the entire layout of a room, including the location of the furniture and each person there. It also comes in handy when I have to schedule events and arrange 300 students on 8 buses by classes.

7) My CDs and DVDs are categorized and alphabetized, and it's the only thing in my life that I keep in this degree of order.

8) I know the words to every single song Amy Grant has recorded. When I drive for a long time by myself, I sing each of her songs in the order they appear on her albums, starting with the first one (Beautiful Music).

I'm supposed to tag eight of you people to continue the list-making...I tag Nadia, Rebekah, Rachel, Vicky, Karen, Tiffany, Julie, and Alicia.

Comments

Christy said…
Haha! I love your list! I bet I could give you a run for your money on Amy Grant songs....but I don't know them all for sure.

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