Tagged by my sister jauncort
1 - List seven weird/quirky habits about myself
2 - Tag seven people to do the same
3 - not just say "whoever wants to do it" or refuse to tag people
1. I fold my underwear
2. I like to help and be useful. However, I have overcommitted myself and my so-called free time to the point that I no longer have time for anything that even remotely feeds my soul and I feel like I am starving because there is no joy in what I am stuck doing.
3. My kitchen, in as much as it can be decorated, is decorated year round with Halloween stuff. I also always have other Halloween stuff out and about in my house year round. There is currently a black velvet rose wreath on my front door. Just today this replaced the black and orange wreath that was put up last year for Hallows. It nicely compliments the tombstone doormat which says "R.I.P." that lies beneath it.
4. There is no living room in my house and the bathroom is on the porch.
5. I love to bake. It's like meditation for me. When I bake cookies dozens of dozens occur.
6. When I talk in my sleep it's only in English about 20% of the time. The rest of the time it's in German - but I cannot remember hardly any German when I am awake. Though I am told my pronounciation is excellent for an American when I do remember bits and pieces.
7. My maternal grandmother died when I was a year and a half old, I was in the room when she had her fatal heart attack and no one else was home. And I can remember her. I am told that memories this early are highly unusual.
And a bonus one cause I feel like it:
8. Day Care at the College of Alameda (where my mom got her AA) between the ages of 2 and 4 was pivotal and I suspect changed my life in more ways than I can ever count. I was admitted to day care when I was two even though I was below the lower age limit. I was admitted contingent upon being out of diapers and potty trained - apparently when I was told this I took off my diaper, climbed up on the toilet and used it properly, and potty trained myself so I got to go to school with mommy (and I still remember how HUGE the toilets seemed there). I was also taught to read when I was in day care there and could read by myself before the age of four. By 6 I was reading the Narnia books and shortly thereafter I was reading Anne McCaffrey and Marion Zimmer Bradley.
9. I did not meet my bio father until I was 25, he's not the name on my birth certificate, and he didn't even know I was his (I found him online through the member search feature on Compuserve). I only got have him in my life for 2 years before he had a massive stroke and he died 12 years after I found him. The man on my birth cert, who is almost 100% NOT my father, knows about me but we have not heard from him since I was 12. Last we knew he lived in Golden CO. When I do an internet Yellow Pages search for his name I DO get a hit for his name there and it's damned tempting to go pay him a visit and find out what the fuck is up with ignoring someone you think is your child for 25 years. I want to get my birth certificate changed.
Ok - let's see what cruz531
, & snowwy
come up with.