so i got ‘tagged’ a while back from a friend on facebook, and have been holding this in my ‘to do for a blog’ folder for a while. since i really don’t have energy or mental capacity to describe in excrutiating detail the reinstall of the home computer last week and the absolute terror we felt at being held hostage by windows 2000 (which so lovingly displayed the BSOD on new year’s day), i’m going with this instead.
- i really do love my children despite my cynical nature about them. and i’m not just saying that to stave off swirling rumors of child protective services.
- OCD is not a disease, it’s a badge of honor.
- basically, my high school experience strongly resembled any john hughes movie from that time (ferris, breakfast club, sixteen candles, pretty in pink)- only without the really snappy comebacks, without Emilio, without judd, and without the super awesome wardrobe of molly ringwald. Oh yea, there were ‘duckys’ galore
- i could easily let the OCD slip if johnny depp wanted to eat crackers in the bed. this rule could be expanded to include robert downey jr/ironman, christian bale/batman, and james marsden/x-men cyclops. apparently, the theme here is tormented heroes.
- like kim harrison, my 10+ years-of-marriage-husband was supposed to be a one-weekend fling
- i do have a tattoo.
- same hairstyle for 20 years- and yes, a ponytail is a hairstyle.
- there’s no such thing as too much chocolate. ever.
- i love the smell of brown-bottle lysol, mimeograph pages (grade school), starbucks, lavender fabric softener, freshly made coffee, butter popcorn, and sea island cotton (bath/body works)
- my nickname is beeps- most think it harkens back to when my niece emily was born, but in fact, my daddy has called me beep all my life after the song “be bop a lula” by gene vincent back in 1955.
- i can’t see a damn thing without my contacts or glasses. i will run into walls.
- i hate riding in the car for more than 1 hour. hot springs is really a stretch for me. the trip to orange beach damn near kills me every year.
- i love bit-o-honeys.
- i am addicted to dooce.
- i’m still pissed off the following shows were cancelled: my so called life, homefront, sports night
- my dad was sort of a famous jockey back in the 1950’s, really. i have the scrapbooks to prove it.
now apparently, i’m supposed to ‘tag’ some of you to play along. 16 items is a lot. so i believe those lucky winners are dude, his lovely bride, her who makes me laugh, another him who makes me laugh, and hers with the be-yoo-ti-ful things. also, i can’t forget her-who-has-forgotten-she-gots-a-blog.
tag, you’re it.
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thanks for adding me to your little reindeer game.
Sorry I’m late to the conversation. Trying to get caught up…
And I’ve wanted to say this for a really long time … I just don’t get the Johnny Depp thing. You’ll have to ’splain that to me someday.
Me? I’m more of a Cary Grant, Gregory Peck kinda gal.
To each her own!