"Tagged" - like as to a butterfly (or a cow)

So I have to admit, being new to this blog thing, when I learned that I had been "tagged" by amazing Jen of Ivy-Rose fame, I had a sudden, vivid and somewhat disturbing image of me, huddled among bovine behinds, wearing cattle tags for earrings.

Having since been relieved of this concept and informed of the true nature of "tagging", I follow with the prescribed "Posting of the Rules":

1. Link to your tagger and post these rules.2. Share 7 facts about yourself: some random, some weird.3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post and list their names (linking to them).4. Let them know they’ve been tagged by leaving a comment at their blogs.

1.   I was neither born, nor even a glimmer in my mother's eye when my husband graduated from highschool.

2.  I have enormous potential to be that eccentric old woman that lives back the lane.

3.  I am NEVER lost, only "adventuring" (on a side note to this #3, yesterday, the gal and I had to attend my nephew's birthday party at some way back, god forsaken camp.  Our Stink, as our trip began to extend past the promised "1/2 hour drive" asked, "Mom, are we lost?"  "psshaw", I scoffed, "of course not!  We're only on an adventure!"

She was quiet for a bit, our girl, before she said, thoughtfully, sweetly, "Mom, have I told you how much I hate adventuring?"   - Obviously her father's child. thpppt.

4.  Due to directional challenges and unforseen calls to adventure (see #3), I am, almost compulsively, late.  (I am not proud of this, and have really, genuinely tried to change; I tell you in all truth, the whole darn universe conspires against me, and I have since given up the plight.)

5.  I cannot, for any amount of money, eat lima beans.

6.  Though I hide my wart well, I am an evil stepmother.  My two "big kids" introduce me this way when I allow them out of the locked attic. Further, if I  feed them something other than burnt toast and water (Please see #7), they threaten to report me to the ESA (Evil Stepmothers Assoc.).  Rotten brats. *snort*

7.  I am a DREADFUL cook.  I burn EVERYTHING!  I have melted tea kettles, charcoaled bake goods, and asked my poor family to ingest meals that were, depending on the food, somewhere between inedible, and complete toxic waste. blech.

So, one of the downfalls to this "new kid on the blog" thing is... tagging seven?!  I'm not even sure that many folks READ my blog! ;) 

Nancy, Susan, Teri, Susan, Lisa and new blog friends,  Nicole, and Kristen

I think that about covers it - I am now taking the tag from my ear - thanks Jen - that was kinda' fun ;)

Comments

[fledgling]

Sarah, dude, all of six degrees have been tagged. I think there's a site written in Farsi on succulent plants that's still not tagged ...

http://fledgeflyingiseasy.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html

Alternately, if you send me one of those little round stickers, I'll follow the milkweeds across the continent all the way to Mexico before dying. Sounds like a good plan to me!

I'll share my recipe for Carbon Crumblies with you (take your favorite cookie/cake/muffin recipe, bake at 425 until all organic matter has turned to pure carbon): We'll see who can frighten more loved ones at the dinner table.

Also, if you never get lost, how are you supposed to find your way?

XOXO -N.

[nic]

i'm totally with you on 2, 3, and 4. sorta with you on 5, though i could be persuaded with bills bearing numerals greater than 100.

[Jen]

Heh Heh Heh.... you make me smile!

[teri]

sarah! i havent been able to keep up with my "assignment" because ironically, my dad currently seems to have one of those tags on his ear. (doctors, doctors and more doctors...) i was actually going to write a post about this and i even found a photo of some livestock tags, i decided i was being irreverent. sigh.

[blessedlivin]

let there be a resounding amen you did great girl Stumbled upon your page via BGR linkage just signed up for your newsletter looking forward to seeing more of you work.. there are more of us readers than you think keep em comming. Cass