Jenny On the Spot

That’s what happens when one is so popular. We get tagged - right? Remember the playground in grade school - always chasing after the cute boy. I liked Ronnie D******. I got to dance with him on the sombrero in second first first or second grade. He was my partner for our Cinco de Mayo school celebration. He was the cutest little chubby guy… the sweetest smile… I liked MichaeI T***** too. I thought he looked like Elvis… hunka hunka burnin’ love… I digress…

This kind of tag is different though. I am not a cute boy… nor am I on a play ground… nor does Jen want to kiss me - or do you? Anywho. I suppose the rules are in order:

• Link to your tagger and post these rules on your blog.
• Share seven facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird.
• Tag seven people at the end of your post. Leave their names as well as links to their blogs.
• Let them know they are tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

Alrighty. Seven things… some random, some weird, and some very important things the whole world should know (note numbers 1 & 2):

1. I am number 1. #1! #1! #1!!!

2. I am still #1. #1! #1! #1!!!

3. I have a three year old. That makes me a very special person indeed. Because of this, I believe everyone should bow to Me, sprinkle glitter on my head, lay down their coats before Me, offer Me ice packs, heating pads, and free massages. I should be given chocolate, LOTS of chocolate. Oh, and everyone should tell Me how brave I am for raising such a beautiful and spirited child. Very brave…

4. I love bowls. White bowls. Any bowls, but especially big, white bowls. Bowls for my fruit, bowls for my chips, bowls for pasta and bread and salad… Bowls, bowls, bowls, bowls - beautiful bowls. Bowls and food, food and bowls…. bowlsful of food.

5. I want a nose ring. ***GASP*** This little desire just peeped up in the last week. I think I REALLY want a little, little sparkly stud on my nose. My hubs is game, so what’s the hold-up? I can’t get past the idea of being 70 with a nose-stud. If I didn’t want it anymore - it’s not like I can cover up the hole with sleeves. Would there always be a lil’ hole in my nose? Would I develop a small “wheeze” from that hole? What about boogers? If the hole isn’t plugged up with a ring, would boogers come outta there? I’m a little afraid to Google this, sometimes Google can be a scary place…

6. Refined flour and simple sugars make Me dizzy. Like this - Bite, chew, swallow…. wait… wait…. DIZZY! 

7. Stomach sleeper. 

8. I know, it only called for 7 facts, but I know how interested you are in Me and I just want to serve you…

9. Obsessive - right now - Bath and Body works lipppy glosses. These and these. Thick coverage, glossy shine, a hint o’ color, soft flavors…. Da. Shizzle. 

10. It’s faster to count to 100 in 10’s than it is to count to 100 by 1’s. Go ahead - test this theory… I know, I’m a friggin’ genius.

Alright. I know you want more, but I am a busy woman. I know you’re disappointed… I still love you. I. Do. Thank you for being so gracious… No… Thank YOU…

In conclusion and such - I am supposed to tag 7 folks. Since I am such a rebel (see #5) I am not going to tag 7 specific people. Instead, let’s do this: if you want to join in - post your 7 (give or take), and let me know you did it. Link to me if you want, you know we all love linky love… don’t deprive me… For you non-bloggers (I know you’re reading and I know you want in on the action) why don’t you list your 7 facts in your comment? Who knows, maybe I’ll make a post out of some facts, and make fun of you! Now wouldn’t that just be a hoot!

Now go… Go on… Shoo… 7 things… I’m waiting…

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