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Thank you, Janelle!

My dear friend, Janelle, has tagged me for what she calls a social revelation. Basically, it works like this:

Link back to the person who tagged you
Mention the rules on your blog.
Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours.
Tag 6 following bloggers by linking to them.
Leave a comment on each of the tagged bloggers blogs letting them know they've been tagged.


It's funny...when I was initially deciding whether blogging would be a good idea for me, Angie sent me a similar missive. I didn't have a blog at that time, but I did the exercise and kept it for myself. My plan was to revisit what I'd written before. Unfortunately, thanks to a cross-country move and other issues, I couldn't find it. Now I'll be forced to do it again. Oh well. Here goes...

1. I love obituaries. I know it sounds a little morbid, but the writer in me is fascinated by the possibility of summing up an entire life in three to five paragraphs. What do you scrap? What do you keep? What's important enough to make the final cut of your life?

2. In my world, popcorn is the food of the gods. I think it should be its own food group. It's the only food that tastes good alone AND with everything else.

3. I'm deathly afraid of ants. Don't get me wrong -- I'm not a fan of any kind of critter, but ants will absolutely send me packing. When I was a small child in Texas, I accidentally sat in a bed of red ants. While I don't remember the incident, my skin literally crawls when I see more than two or three ants together.

4. Being on time is absolutely not my forte. Even though I'm trying to break free from this situation, it's like this -- when my mother was pregnant with me, she was due to deliver on November 16th. My birthday is November 29th. You do the math.

5. I don't go anywhere I'm not expressly invited. For example, I've had friends tell me about an event they're planning. If they don't say, "Why don't you come through," or something similar, I won't go. While some may perceive that as arrogant, I look at it more as not wanting to be somewhere I'm not wanted.

6. Although I'll never admit this in mixed company, I actually like teaching. For those of you who don't already know this, I'm the Radio Coordinator at an inner-city Boys & Girls club in Los Angeles. That's just a fancy title to say that I teach radio to children ages ten and up. I took the job because I needed the money, and I didn't plan to be there very long. After a year, I realize not only do I like the gig, I also get a kick out of making a difference. I just wish it paid better.

Okay...there you have it, folks. I've revealed as much as I could today. Now it's time for Danna, NY Tiffany, CA Tiffany, and Angie to follow suit. And since Janelle admitted that counting is for suckas -- and I don't have anymore blogging friends -- I'll quit right now. Have fun, ladies...

Comments

Janelle said…
You are so welcome, MD!!!

Did I tell you there's a garrett popcorn down the street from my job. I tried it. I like it. But I'm not going over the deep end with you on the whole it needs to be a food group. LOL

I was due February 23rd and arrived March 3rd (in a leap year so add an extra day...LOL) so I am with you on being time challenged. LOL

I knew you would love teaching. Have you thought about seeing what the state requires for teaching certifications??? You would be an excellent music teacher.
MackDiva said…
Girl, I discovered Garretts in Chicago. That place is the Cadillac of popcorn, and they opened the one on 34th Street a month before I left. Imagine the pain...LOL

Biology didn't deal us a fair hand in the area of timeliness. I guess we divas are allowed one flaw.

I actually started off as a music ed major in school until I realized that a) music theory was kicking my ass in a major way, and b) the thought of me being trapped up in a room with too many children is frightening. That being said, I'm considering looking into the substitute thing.
Tiffany said…
Girl, I am so excited to do this. I'll work on it over the weekend.

I'd just asked DJDANNAK how to add your blogs to my page. Pretty cool. I like, I like.

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