Friday, July 01, 2005

Over the river and through the woods...

To grandmother's house we go! (la la la)

I'm off to my parents' with the Bear for the next week or so. Yay fun. Husband was *supposed* to come but decided not to this morning because he's a gigantic Tool. Oh well. I'm sure we'll have a lovely time anyway. ::shakes head doubtfully::

I'll be gone for a while (til the 7th), so I want you all to do me a favor. (Yes, you. I know you read this and don't stop to say hi. Well, say hi, dammit!) Leave me a note and tell me something interesting about yourself - something that not many people may know about you. (Not something obvious - something that you don't mention often.) Stay anonymous if you feel the need.

I'll start:

I have a unibrow. (I pluck frequently, but if they outlawed tweezers...)
I have a photographic memory. (My students hate that. They can't sneak anything past.)
I like to eat croutons with salad dressing - no salad.

Now it's your turn! (Come on, indulge me. I'm spending a week with my mother... Take pity on me!)


Julie said...

I thought all week about something to write here, which in itself speaks volumes about my potential for OCD. Here is the shocking detail I decided to share: I like country music. I am so warped, however, that I snobbishly snub myself for this taste, as though my urban, liberal, pseudo-intellectual self cannot possibly coincide in the same body with a rube who secretly enjoys "Goodbye Earl" by the Dixie Chicks. I am a house divided against itself. :)

Jane said...

Oh, that's funny! My father likes country music, too, and I've never been able to understand it. And he's an urban, liberal, pseudo-intellectual like you! Don't feel too bad. ::snickers::

Thanks for sharing!

Dea said...

Hey! I have creepy caterpillar eyebrows too, (I loves me my tweezers!) AND I have a freaky weird memory, not photographic, I just remember EVERYTHING. If I've read it or heard it, I remember it. I have a freaky affinity for reality television.