TAG! you’re it…
I’ve been tagged and this is a first for me. My dear friend, Barb, has informed me that it’s my turn to spill my guts…so to speak. So here we go. I’m supposed to list six seven things about me…
1) my favorite color is…uhm…..hang on, I’ll remember in just a minute…..all of them I guess. But here’s something you didn’t know. I like vehicles that are decked out in loud colors. Colors such as loud, very loud, yellow with black or make-your-hair-stand-on-end orange. Hubby used to have a motorcycle that was this color—a Harley super glide I think it was. It was my favorite of all the bikes we’ve owned. (which will lead us into fact #2)
2) Still with me? Alright here’s another thing that you just had to know about me…… I used to ride in a motorcycle gang. I had my colors and all. Now before you get your underwear in a wad, It was a Christian motorcycle group called the CMA. It was such fun! We’d head out to rallies, parks, or anywhere there was a motorcycle event going on. We wouldn’t ram the ‘message’ down their throats, but we would talk to them about Jesus. Imagine this tiny wisp of a woman trying to tell these big, burly, foul-mouthed, tattooed bikers about God. Honestly, I was never afraid…
3)I love food. I love to cook the food. Not everything I cook with the food is editable for human or animal consumption… I try my best.
31/2) where as I don’t come off as being, I’m actually shy.
4)I’m a housewife and I hate cleaning even though I’m good at it. Why is that? My husband once told a group of people that my favorite hobby was cutting the grass. I could have killed him.
5) As old as I am…and I’m up there, trust me… I have just now learned how to be content with my life and my position in life. This is a hard lesson that I’ve really been struggling/ fighting with for the last 10 years now. And the Lord let me struggle with it too. I think I finally understand what the word means….
6) I would love to go back to school when the kids are grown and become a paramedic. I don’t tend to panic…much… and Blood and guts just don’t seem to bother me. I also love the idea of being able to help someone who is in need. Hubby wants me to be a teacher….. I’m not totally convinced that I like other folks’ kids.
7)I once had a dream that I was a photographer on a missions trip to Africa and I was surrounded by a sea of hundreds of smiling children…..It was beautiful and It’s what started my path down photography lane. I would love to actually see their faces some day….
Ok; so there you have it. Facts that you didn’t know about me. Now comes the part of the game where I’m supposed to ‘tag’ six other bloggers….only I don’t know six other bloggers. And I’m a bit shy when It comes to doing this sort of thing. So if you read this, feel free to jump on the band wagon and play along. Have fun and thanks again, Barb!
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About the crazy lady…
—I’m a middle aged Southern woman… deep south ‘Southern’. If I say or use the word ‘honey’ in a sentence (or in this case a review/comment ), It doesn’t mean I’m hitting on you. I’ve had many a person take this the wrong way. This word is simply just embedded in my vocabulary. Maybe hypnosis would help…
—I’m married…..happily married. I’ve been with my first and only husband now for almost 19years. Yes, I’m one of those people. And If one of us should ever become single, it’s because one of us took a shotgun to the other.
— We have five wonderful kids ( between the ages of 13 & 4) that I absolutely love and adore. Okay; so I may have mentioned once, maybe twice, that I wanted to auction them off on EBay. But they were driving me crazy those few days. You try living in a house with that many kids…
—I love photography. Who knows, one day I might make the move up to amateur photographer. It’s such a big step….
— I absolutely love to cook. What Southerner doesn’t? ‘Course if you were to ask my family, they would say that not everything I cook is fit for human consumption. It might give you consumption though….
— Lastly, I’m a stay at home mom…who the neighbors think is nutty as a fruit cake. So I might carry on converstations with my chickens…and yell at the birds stealing my pecans while dressed in my PJ’s. But I’ll have you know, I’ve only had the fire department over once since we’ve been in our new home. I was just tired of doing the laundry and thought it would be easier to just set fire to it all in the front yard and start over. I mean come on, who hasn’t done that?
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