Aw, Hell

I got tagged to do a meme. That's right, me. By my new friend Mary Kate over at BTB. It's my first one of these things, so I gotta admit I'm honored. But I hope it never happens again, because it took me like a week to figure out what to write. And this particular meme only requires 6 random things. Can you imagine if was 10!?

First, The Rules:

a. Link to the person who tagged you. b. Post the rules on your blog. c. Write six random things about yourself. d. Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs. e. Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment at their blog. f. Let your tagger know when your entry is up.

And now...6 Random Things About Me. Gawd. Read this to your child if he/she won't go to sleep. Droolville in no time.

1. I don't really like margaritas. Seriously. I'm not a fan of lime, so I'd rather have straight tequila than a margarita. I'll drink them, sure. But that whole, "Hey, let's hang out on the back deck and drink margaritas!" rally cry of working women everywhere kinda makes me go, "eh, what do you have on tap?"

2. I hate clowns. They totally creep me out. And I really only include this for MK, who actually admits! to being a clown in the Macy's Thanksgiving parade.

3. I collect coins. Or, I did, until I just got too busy to pay attention anymore. My prized coin is an 1889 silver dollar. Think about it. That piece of silver (back then a silver dollar was actually made of silver) has been around for 220 years. How many hands has it seen? How many lives was it a part of, what did it ultimately bring to the people who traded it? So cool! (I'm a loser, I know)

4. Running out of things already. I was once asked to pose nude. The artist takes polaroids and spreads out the emulsion to make interesting visual effects. I agreed, but ultimately chickened out. That's because he asked me to dinner, and a few days after I declined, casually said he had 2 tickets to the U.S. Open tomorrow, did I want to go? As much as women say they'd love to have a Sugar Daddy, when it comes down to it...no. Really, no.

5. I'm a home improvement junkie. Don't let me get started on a project. I'll never stop. I'll start another one -- or want to start another one -- until we run out of money. Or time. I have a gazillion half-finished projects, mostly outside, because it won't stop raining on the weekends. And my darling Bebe really doesn't like it when I try to do anything without including her. And there's not a whole lot a 9-month-old can help you with unless you need something soaked in drool. And mashed into a gooey pulp. She helped me deal with a piece of bark when I wasn't looking. So no more mommy and me projects until she's, I don't know, 3?

6. I love gardening. Not just flowers, but things you'd put on salads (if you eat salads). I have peppers, radishes, and about 60 tomato seedlings that need to be replanted. But that requires me completing the weeding of the side garden. Which has been impossible. Because nature sucks. See above.

So there you have it. Six random things about me. 5 and a half, really. I consider 5 & 6 to be variants of the same thing. But my husband has the TV on and I seriously can't concentrate when Steve Carell is screaming "Kelly Clarkson!". That's some funny shit.

So....who to annoy by tagging?

Cablegirl. She's a cool chic. And she's got tons of character.

Erica at Plain Jane Mom. She's anything but.

Cheryl at Red Pens and Diapers. Because she has a lovely way of looking at the world.

Amy and her Brat Pack. Because she calls her kids brats.

Kate at her Spot. Because we share the same name. And we're both NJMBloggers.

Shelli is also a NJMB. She also appreciates a good bag -- and honey, you can never have enough bags. Or shoes to match!