One Flung Poo

You're all: "What's with that title?". And I'm all: "Why the confusion, young Grasshopper?". And then you're like: "Now you're talking like a Kung Fu master! You're being totally weird!". And I'm like: "Woof!". And you're all: "That's so random!".

Jennifer H at Thursday Drive and Anna at Honeywine are both curious to know 7 random or weird things about me and tagged me with the following meme. I'm not adding them together and doing 14. No. It is the proverbial two birds, one stone thingamabob. First the rules and then the random weirdness:

The rules are as follows:
# Link to the person who tagged you
# Post the rules on your blog.
# Share seven random and/or weird facts about yourself on your blog.
# Tag seven random people at the end of your post, and include links to their blogs.
# Leave a comment on their blogs so that they know they have been tagged.

1. *Disclaimer: If you're a man and reading this you may want to avert your eyes to prevent bleeding eye wounds - you were warned* I get my period on holidays. Nine times out of ten my special friend wants to celebrate with me. Fourth of July, Valentine's Day (yeah, hi! That's right), Labor Day, Thanksgiving, Flag Day. You name it. And either Christmas or New Years but only because they're a week apart so it's never both. But definitely one of the two.

2. A comment that I left on a Glamour Magazine blog was published in last months edition (with Kate Hudson and Matthew McConaughey on the cover). I discovered this while reading the issue on the plane during our trip back east. They used my TOOTSIEFARKLEPANTS handle and it was in regards to cleavage in the workplace. And for the record: I'm against it. There's a time and a place for it people. If you want to be taken seriously in business, keep the girls in the shirt.

3. At my 6th grade graduation I was presented with the Friendship Award. The entire 6th grade voted and one boy and one girl were selected. This award was akin to being most popular and I was certain my best friend Wendy would get it. So was she. And it pretty much ended our friendship. Somewhere in my mother's photo albums lurks a picture of my acceptance at the podium and Wendy glaring at me from the risers. Sour grapes = find new best friend in junior high school.

4. I had the chicken pox when I was 13 years old. Why yes, it was pure hell, thanks for asking. I lived in an apartment building and was the resident babysitter so I was exposed to all the infants, tots, and small children who were little petri dishes of infection. My mother was mostly sure that I had already had it when I was two. She was mistaken. I've never, to this day, been as sick as I was then. I missed 3 weeks of school, lost 20 pounds, and became addicted to Benadryl. I also looked like a monster. There was not one centimeter on my body that didn't have a blister. When I say it was everywhere, please, feel free to use your imagination.

5. I've only broken one bone my whole life. My right pinkie finger. Twice. There's not even a good story behind it. I'm so ashamed. The first episode happened while walking home from elementary school when I tripped and fell. In my attempt to hang on to my belongings, I landed on my pinkie. The second time I was doing a cartwheel. In my friend's living room. Obviously, I did it wrong.

6. For one of my teen birthdays I received a set of satin sheets. I also received a pair of satin pajamas. Let's just say that the two together prevent you from getting into bed. I discovered this when eagerly jumping into bed that night...and sliding out the other side.

7. I've moved a total of 18 times in my entire life. Sometimes from one unit to another in the same apartment building. All within a 50 mile radius of my birthplace. My current home is the longest I've ever lived in one place.

Next on the Random It List -and noticing that I really need to update my blogroll:

The Mom Bomb
Bad Mom
Hope for the Hopeless
A Mom Two Boys
Never A Dull Moment
Don Mills Diva
As You Wish