Back in September Jeannie at Dreamer Jean tagged me for a meme listing 7 things about myself. I have done this on another blog, but I figured there are always more than 7 things that a person does not know about you, so I will attempt to come up with some new things.
1. I can't whistle. I can get a little airy sound out with a weak pitch, but that's it. I've tired to learn since I was a child. No Luck.
2. I tend to hold my anger back with strangers or new acquaintances, but there is a point when, if pushed too far, I will just explode and the words come flying out. People are often shocked because it doesn't seem to go with my perceived personality.
3. I don't like malls. I don't really like crowds at all, and I find malls a waste of my time. Too much walking from place to place. I prefer small stores.
4. I only like children one or two at a time, and then sometimes I don't like them then, either. I loved my own children when they were small with a fierce passion and my grandson makes my heart sing. I was a piano teacher for years and the perception was that I loved kids; I didn't, but recently as I get older, I am softening.
5. I love sweets, maybe too much. Candy, cookies, pie and cake. Especially if it's chocolate.
6. I have ESP. I quite often sense things before they happen and lots of times know who's on the other end of the phone before I answer. I like to think I have avoided car accidents because of following my instincts, but then we'll never know, will we? After seeing some close calls, my husband has learned to trust my judgement.
7. I dream in color and often times can read signs or letters and do math, which I guess is rare. I also can sometimes speak in another language in my dreams and am able to fully understand myself and others. I always think I'll be able to continue when I wake up, but then it's gone.
There you have it. Now you know for sure how weird I really am!
I'm not going to tag anyone since I have done a lot of that. But if anyone cares to join in and just list a few things about themselves in the comments, I'd like to hear it. I love knowing more about you.
Playing tag was always a fun game and I remember it fondly. I don't see children outside playing games like we used to. I hear the voices from the nearby school at recess and it's a nice sound -- laughter, squeals, and yelling. I know my house was filled with those same sounds with all of the children of the different families and they ran through these rooms playing games and getting into trouble.
I have a few stories to tell about that subject on a future post.
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Thyme for Herbs
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