Memes

Ack.  I've been TAGGED!
Carrie from  My Middle Name Is Patience  got me with this one.  Boy is she ever toast when I get another one to tag people with!

I've obviously done step one ... what follows will be steps two and three (shouldn't there be five steps?):

• Get tagged by someone
• Write down 5 things that have never been revealed on your blog before
• Tag 5 others

NEW stuff?  More new, never revealed bits of trivia about ME?  You'll die of boredom. There's nothing left --- but wait.... let's go back and read that closely...

"five things that have never been revealed on my blog before."  Yep. There's a loophole!

They don't have to be about me! tee hee...

1. I chose law school because I couldn't think of anything I wanted to study long enough to get a PhD.  In the department from which my undergrad degree came, a PhD was seven years down the road -- law school was only three.  Now, of course, I'm wishing I'd done the doctorate thing.

2. My father can build just about anything you want out of wood.  Until you ask him to help a 7th grader build a structure out of balsa wood that she's already cut to size without making any accommodations for the overlap one needs to join things together.  I know we got that project done, but it was NOT a good memory building occasion for either of us.  I sometimes wonder if that's what stopped me from going into architecture.

3. I love show tunes.  I know more than my share by heart.  At one time, I could sing the entirety of Sweeney Todd AND Chess (not to mention things like My Fair Lady).   

4. As a pre-teen, I spent hours every week staring into a mirror trying to figure out how to raise just one eyebrow the way Spock did in Star Trek).  I never got it to work.

5.  My husband cannot curl his tongue.  I didn't know that there are people in the world who cannot curl their tongues into little tubes until I met my him.  For months, I thought he was teasing me about it, and that he could do it but wouldn't show me. 

Now for the tagging part - which leads to a bonus factoid: I hate the tagging part.  I'm always sure that the person I tag will resent it and wish I'd go away. I'm perfectly happy being tagged.  I assume that the person tagging is actually at least a little bit interested in what my answers might be -- and besides, it proves that someone reads this blog.  But I'm uncharacteristically unsure of my welcome when I reach out to tag others.

Luckily, I'm writing this on a Monday, but have already posted my Monday Memes for the week, and so have a whole week in which to contemplate which knitting bloggers out there will tolerate being tagged.

Had I not just recently tagged Alyse for 6 Weird Things, I'd likely tag her for this... but they're too similar somehow...  and I would have tagged Carrie (My Middle Name Is Patience), except, well, she tagged me.  Even though she didn't call "no tag backs" I don't think tagging her would work.

I'm hoping that Jessie (What Housework) will forgive me for the tag...

and that Heather won't consider being tagged punishment for starting to comment here (but that she will view it as a token of appreciation and a feeling of connectedness).

Similarly, I'm tagging Tsoniki, (still the best swap buddy ever). I miss her comments etc.

In honor of comments and shared taste in Patons SWS colors and projects, I'm tagging Bobbi.

Finally, I'm tagging Stef (another award for participation by commenting). 

Comments

[Carrie K]

Ha! Tagging is so hard to do for the tagger. And the taggee. But I play well with others occasionally.

Oh, I forgot to say that red scarf is gorgeous. And that the kimono yarn *looks* like the color I need for .......whatever I knit out of the same random yarns in that color I have in my stash. Uh, never mind.

Show tunes! I love show tunes. Me and my best friend once sang along with Oklahoma while my husband just stared at us dumbfounded.