Tagged!

We are here and we are alive-BARELY! Well, at least last week that was the case for me. Not that I'm complaining. Those hospitals are awesome about giving you some great drugs when you have surgery and I wouldn't complain about a very small dose of that anesthetic each night to make me sleep like a baby. That stuff is amazing! "You will feel a little burning sensation and this stuff works really quick," says the man with the goods. I watched him inject it and that was all she wrote. The next thing I remember was waking up wanting "My Geno" and wanting to go home. Well, I was also upset that I thought I needed to go to the restroom, but that was compliments of the catheter that I had to wear home for one day that was being held in with an INFLATED BALLOON! What?! Good drugs...Good drugs...Good drugs


I don't have the energy to come up with a complete post this morning, so I will use one that I started over a month ago when I was tagged. I have so many quirks that I could do this forever!!



1. I LOVE COFFEE! I don't drink it anymore, but I still love it. I find myself following my best friend around and sniffing her coffee when I am visiting her. I slow down at the malls when I pass Gloria Jeans Coffee or when I am at Barnes & Noble with a Starbucks. I order my Godiva Hot Chocolate and snort every last lucisous bit of coffee in the air. I know! Not what you expected to hear from a Mormon, but I do keep the Word of Wisdom and I don't partake. I just have myself convinced that if I make it to the Celestial Kingdom that the coffee won't be bad for me there and I will be rewarded for my faith with a refrigerator full of yummy Carnation Chocolate Raspberry, Hazelnut, and French Vanilla creamers waiting for me as I wake up to the smell of coffee already waiting for me in my automatic coffee maker! (Not to mention working kidneys that didn't wear out due to my caffiene over-consumption!) I used to drink at least a pot a day. I was once in Anthropology trying to take notes when I realized that my hand was shaking so badly that I couldn't even write. I suddenly remembered that I had already had an entire pot of coffee before class and nothing to eat.

2. I HATE FEET! Let me clarify...I hate feet once they change from those cute little chubby feet that look more like toes on a pickle. I kiss and tickle Noodle's feet, but I'm sure that will soon be over. I can't stand to touch adult feet. Not to rub them. Not to put lotion on them. Not to tickle them. I don't even have a good explanation for it. I just don't like them!

3. I PROCRASTINATE, but not because I am lazy and don't want to do it. I procrastinate because I get overwhelmed and look at things like they are this huge project just waiting to take over my life and hanging over my head to consume me with guilt. About 99% of the time when I finally do finish the project I realize that I spent about 3 times as much time worrying about the project as it actually took me to complete it. Not only that, but I feel so much better about having the project done that I tell myself how crazy it was to stress over it and I won't get overwhelmed next time...but I do...EVERY TIME!!

4. I LOVE PROGRAMS WHERE THE LADY IS THE HERO! I love to watch Gilmore Girls, The Closer, and Bones, because the leading female character is the smartest one and always solves the case or is independent and can make it on her own. I guess that comes from having been divorced and struggling to make it on my own. Every woman should be prepared to take care of herself and possibly a family, because you just never know. Hmmm...where have I heard that before? Not only that, but I am the kind of person who can be on my game some days and then miss a few. The ones that I do miss I think about what I should have said a few days later and it just drives me nuts! This is why I sometimes write letters or emails or especially my motions to the court and leave them on my computer for a few days until I can tweek them to where they say just the right thing ;o)

5. I HATE NOT WEARING SHOES! This was a hard one for me when I was in Hawaii and I was only there for two days! It is rude to wear your shoes into a home there. I am always the first one to break the rule of not wearing your shoes on the freshly shampooed carpets. We pay good money to get them cleaned and say that no one is allowed to wear their shoes in the house to keep it that clean. I break the rule first-ALWAYS! I just can't stand for anything to stick to my feet-especially when I am walking around the house. The boys used to ask me where I was going when I would get dressed in the morning and put my shoes on, too. FLYLady backs me up-dressed to the shoes, baby!

6. I HAVE TWO DIFFERENT EARS. I know...now you aren't going to be able to avoid looking. It is like when someone mentions the lady with the huge rack and you do everything possible not to look at it. Trying to NOT look makes you look more ridiculous than if you just looked and got over the embarassment right away-you know! Anyway, they are different. One is closed at the top and the other one is open and rounded. Now, when I was about to have Brian, someone mentioned to me that most babies are born with their ears closed like that from pushing through such a small space. This nice person had me convinced that my mother didn't love me because she didn't take the time to roll my ears after I was born and before it was permanently folded that way. I was fanatical about making sure that my boys had two matching ears. After they were all cleaned up and they would bring them to me, I would sit in the bed with my sweet little guy laying on my lap and talk to him while I rolled the top of his ears in my fingers. Wow! That second part of the story in itself is enough to be another number!

Ok, that is all of the ammunition I am giving you on me for now! I hope all is well in your homes and that you had a very blessed Thanksgiving. You will be hearing from us again very soon!!