Tuesday, December 11, 2007

10 Random Facts about me

I got tagged and y'all won't believe who tagged me. MY BROTHER. Yeah, I know I've said my family doesn't read my blog, and they don't (cause if they did they would have claimed the reward $$ and they haven't), but he tagged me on myspace, but I, like, have to play cause a family member actually tagged me! Makes me feel all kinds of special. The tag is 10 totally random things about me, then I tag 10 people and tell why I tagged them. So here we go;

1--I threw away a dead chicken today. Don't know how it died, it was a real pretty one too. Were I a REAL woman I'd have made it into soup and stuffed a pillow. Instead, I used a KFC Bucket (ironic, huh) to help scoop it into the garbage sack, then I threw it in the garbage like I do with all my dead chickens.

2--I was listening to Bruce Springsteen's "Glory Days" when I got my tattoo.

3--I took cookies to my tattoo artist a week later, I'm pretty sure he thought my friends and I were the freakiest people he'd ever tattooed before.

4--I once had a pet iguana named Cruncher. I made a mug with his name on it in my high-school pottery class. He ran away anyway, danged ungrateful reptile. Cold blooded, that was.

5--I've watched 4 of the 5 Harry Potter movies in the last two days--the one I missed is #4 cause it's in the car and it's cold in the garage.

6--I absolutely despise the Simpsons. You will never find the show on in my house, you will never find a sticker, t-shirt, post-it note, or mug with a Simpson anything on it.

7--About once a month I dream that the fronts of my teeth fall off. Totally freaks me out.

8--About once a month I want to throw rocks at the world and everyone in it, that has nothing to do with the dreams though--it's a girl thing.

9--I once took a cat to the animal shelter and let my kids believe it ran away. It was a mean cat though--even if it's name was Rose Angel Star Princess (I had two little girls at the time) It's name would have been pukeface-meany-cat if I'd have named it.

10--If I had to choose between feeding, bathing, rocking to sleep, or changing the stinky diaper of a baby--I'd choose the diaper.

To tag:
Jules--cause she's funny and I like to see if I know everything about her yet
Crystal S--cause she just started a blog and I think she runs deep, very very deep.
Tami--cause I haven't tagged her for awhile.
Luisa--for no good reason other than the fact that she's entertaining.
Kymburlee--same reason as Lousia
Annette--Cause she's annette; I always tag annette.
Heather--Cause I always tag her too.
Jeanette--cause she makes me laugh
Sandra--cause I don't think I've ever tagged her before
Ajoy--cause she wants me to tag her, I can FEEL it

Have fun y'all. Let me know when you're answers are up.


Marcia Mickelson said...

pukeface-meany-cat --That's so funny. That's a perfect name for a cat. I don't like cats.

Julie Wright said...

i agree with marcia!!!! And tomorrow marks my 100th post so I have to do more than ten things. I am never as clever as you which just plain sucks, but at least you give me something to strive for.

Luisa Perkins said...

Wow--those were supremely random; talk about entertaining! I'll do what I can, but you're a hard act to follow.

Lena said...

Wow- someone else with weird teeth dreams! Only the whole tooth falls out for me. It is a horrible dream.

Karlene said...

In my dream, I have thousands and thousands of teeth and I'm spitting them out by the handfuls.

And, you have a tattoo? What? Where? Or is that too personal? My brother and I went to get one when we were in high school, but the tattoo parlor was closed that day. I never got up the courage to go again.

Janette Rallison said...

I have the teeth dream too. I've heard two interpretations for it and so now whenever I have it I wonder which way I'm feeling. 1) You are afraid of losing face somehow. 2) You're going through a growth period and are symbolically losing your baby teeth.

Although sometimes I wonder if it isn't just residual nightmares for going through braces.

Heather Moore said...

So now your kids know about the cat, Josi. Way to go.

Sorry about your pretty chicken. Maybe you should have a burial plot for all your deceased chickens.

Then you can write a memoir about it called "The Chicken Graveyard."

I'll do the tag when someone finds the correct answers on my current blog post.

Holly (2 Kids and Tired) said...

Love, love, love them! I'm still laughing about the chicken and the cat. Tattoo, huh? Interesting...

Autumn Ables said...

I couldn't stop laughing as I read that your chicken died. Only Josi would post this and make it something funny. You KILL me Josi-you really do. {In a funny good way! hehe}

I will play along-- give me a bit of time to think about it...

Jenna said...

Good thing Annette tagged me so I could play. I teased you on mine, so come see. Still love ya, though!

Kimberly Vanderhorst said...

You are weird. It's one of your more loveable characteristics though. Once my brain is working again I'll attempt to live up to your freaky example.

Sandra said...


My kids were impressed that an author who's books are in my house would tag me. You crack me up.

Luisa Perkins said...

I played! Thanks for the tag.

ali cross said...

OK, why diapers? Inquiring minds, and all that.

Funny stuff! TFS!

Autumn Ables said...

Hey- I want to send ya a card....please email with your address. :)

warrenandautumn @ msn dot com