Krista tagged me to list seven random things about myself. I’m not so sure I can go around and tag others at the moment, I’ve been rubbish at reading other blogs - in fact I’ve been rubbish on the internet in total lately. I spend all my time writing / editing, reading about writing, and planning parties.
My 7 Random Things About Me:
I’m trying to think of things I may not have put down previously on similar memes, but forgive the repeat if these happen -
- I have two tattoos - one on my shoulder blade, one in a place that only my hubbie and gynocologist may be aware of. Both are of a bumblebee. I chose the bumblebee emblem with much thought, when in my early thirties. The bumblebee is big and bumbly and scientifically it shouldn’t be flying around at all. For me, it symbolises life possibilities and changes - a new beginning where anything can happen. At the time it was significant.
- Every new person I meet in this country immediately has problems with my good old thick kiwi accent. Or so they say. Unknown to them, I don’t actually have much of one - never did, coming from an area in New Zealand that rolls it’s R’s because of a Scottish ancestry. I don’t even tag ‘Ay onto the end of my sentences, and speak better grammar than many around me. However, I can understand their problems in initially understanding me. And I never ever point out that I have huge difficulties sometimes understanding their own hefty dialects around here too, lol.
- My breasts are a whopping 38EEE, and never went down after birth. At the age of eleven they were already 36Ds, making me extremely popular with the boys at the time. Rather than being an asset, I’ve hidden them for most of my life, and rarely show them off. It’s the woman’s stares that I’m afraid of, lol.
- I learnt the piano as a child, and got very good at it, to teacher level. But I hated it, never practiced, despite my talent, and refused to be left alone with my old-man piano teacher, who gave me the heebie-jeebies big time. I rebelled against it at around 14, and have never played a stroke since. A few months ago I wasted money on buying a keyboard in the hopes my daughter would want to learn to play. So far, I haven’t played a stroke on that one either.
- I have never ever failed a fulltime job interview, never been turned down. (Part-time is a completely different matter, it now seems). I have always been offered that job I went for, and sometimes have had two jobs on the table to choose at once. I think I just did “good” interview.
- I married a person with a broken back, technically. And although he seems reasonably fine now, I know that things may get worse in our older years, and it might be up to me to be nice and healthy and strong. But it’s all good, and we’ll get there, lol. I have little patience with all the people off work with sore backs, though. They don’t know what real constant pain is like to live with (and sometimes, nor do I). This is my biggest impatience, but seldom seen in me.
- I dream in colour - always have - and fill my dreams with faces and workplaces and houses I’ve lived in from my past. I need to be away from that environment, or person for at least five - ten years before they suddenly will appear in my dreams, often just for background. Consequently, I very rarely populate my dream with my husband, and believe my daughter has not once featured in a recalled dream. That’s because they are living with me now, and not fodder for my fantasies. I compartmentalise my fantasy life in that way - I don’t know why.
I have to go now, but will tag others after a bit of a think.
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