Hmmm. ElleBee has given me a new ticket on the “meme” train. These become more and more challenging, because I am running out of things to say about me! Stop laughing. I mean it.
So, as writer’s block descends on me like a heavy fog, I sit here, keyboard at the ready, trying to think of things I can say about me that might even be mildly interesting to people outside my family.
Let’s see . . .
1. I have taught all of my grandchildren the Hokie Pokie, and plan to dance it at their weddings. (I wonder if that statement will keep me from being invited?)
2. I read an article years ago, which I wish I would have kept, that said one of the things that might suffer after menopause is your sense of direction! I had never heard that before nor have I heard it since, but I reallllly have lost any sense of direction. Thank you God for GPS!
3. It’s early morning and I just heard the sound of a distant train, and I realized that since we moved into our first little house in 1967, we have always lived within hearing distance of trains. Maybe that’s the reason I find the sound so pleasant — it evokes good memories.
4. I am left handed, but figured out soon after computers came on the scene that it was easier to learn to use my right hand to control the mouse, than have to move the mouse whenever I used a computer someone else had used. Is this an accommodation that most lefties have made? I’ve never noticed what other lefties do about that.
5. I mended a sock once. When Hubby and I first got married, he showed me a sock with a hole in the toe, and said his mom would have darned it. So, I got (probably bought!) a needle and thread and set about mending his sock. When I was done, yeah, the hole was darned, but there was a huge mass of thread that would have taken up the room of a sixth toe in his shoe. We decided right then that we would throw away socks with holes in them. A great idea, we, especially I, have never regretted.
6. I have only eaten liver once in my life. That time, it stuck to the roof of my mouth and tripped my gag reflex. I’ve never had any interest in trying it again.
7. When I was a little girl, if I was sick, Mama’s “comfort food” for me was milk toast. A piece of toast buttered and generously sprinkled with sugar, put on a plate and hot milk poured over it. Don’t knock it ’til you’ve tried it!
Phew! There they are. Facts you didn’t even know you needed to know about me!