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Thursday, May 31, 2007

Eight random things Me Me Me


I got tagged by Lady Tess and somehow managed not to find out about it until recently. [Shakes fist at internet, devourer of information.]

First, the rules:

1. Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.

2. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.

3. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.

4. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged, and to read your blog.

Okay, here we go...
  1. I'm the only one of my siblings to have broken bones. When I was 11, I broke my right pinkie finger. I was playing six-man "Keep Away" with a soccer ball and caught the ball wrong. When I was 27, I put my foot wrong running across the street and fell on my left hand with my elbow locked. That cracked the top of my radius (one of the two bones in your forearm). And then when I was 35, I put my foot wrong crossing the street (again!), only this time I broke my ankle. Apparently it was a duel between the tendon and the bone, and the bone gave.

  2. I gave up caffeine (except for the little bit in chocolate and the caffeine in Excedrin). I stopped because my heart kept feeling like it was trying to scrabble right out of my chest, which freaked me out no end; WebMD suggested caffeine could be a cause. So bye-bye caffeine. And bye-bye palpitations.

  3. In twelve years of grade school, I went to 8 different schools. My dad was in the military, so that explains some of it. Then there's the usual grade school/middle-jr. high school/high school shift. So most of the time, I changed schools between school years. The lone exception was third grade. My first school, Sunset Elementary, was overcrowded, so some students were chosen to be bussed to a school out in the cotton fields (literally--cotton grew on three sides of the school). I was one of the choices for third grade. My first third grade teacher didn't like me because I brought the wrong cigar box my first day; my second, Mrs. Atkins, was the bomb.

  4. I am a reading addict. I don't say that lightly, either. I'm one of those people who'll read food boxes when there's nothing else available, and I've read when I was so intoxicated I couldn't get my eyes to work as team. (So one did the reading while the other sort of wandered wherever it felt like. That, or I closed one eye.)

  5. I always read before bed. Always. I know they say you're not supposed to--I think it's supposed to keep you awake or something. But since I always do it, I'm thinking it's part of my nighttime ritual...which they say helps you sleep. See? There's always a reason to do something.

  6. My favorite color is blue and has been for as long as I can remember. When I was 6 or 7, I was very bitter than my sister got blue-patterned pajamas while I was stuck with red. She had blonde hair and blue eyes; I had brown hair and green eyes. So it kind of made sense, especially since my grandmother, who rarely saw us, sent us the jammies. But I was still bitter. If they'd been my size, I'd have stolen my sister's pajamas.

  7. My hair is completely white. Not that you can tell to look at me--I have a very good relationship with my hairdresser, who keeps me in color. But when I look at my roots? All white. I've been coloring my hair since I was 26...which is when I realized I needed to. (I put temporary color in--it made me look like I'd slept for a month, which was a hint that my natural color was Not Flattering Me At All.) But my mother always said that she found my first white hair when I was two, when my hair turned brown.

  8. I try to take very good care of my teeth and my feet--I heard once that if you take care of your teeth and feet, the rest (health-wise) will follow. I was very gratified to read they're starting to think there's a connection between gum disease and heart disease. My mother had dentures, so I saw first-hand what a pain in the neck they were--I really want to keep my own choppers until I die...

Okay, enough about me. Like Lady Tess, I'm having a hard time thinking of who to tag who hasn't been tagged.... I tag Corrina, Chris, Kim and the six Moody Muses. (Okay, that last one is probably cheating, but I don't care...)

3 comments:

Tess said...

Very cool to read about you, Katy :) Always neat to know more about my friends!

Barbara Wallace said...

Never knew about the white hair! LOL, you have a great hairdresser!

I held up my end of the bargain over at the Moody Muses. Though after re-reading yours, I sound like a delinquent!

Katy Cooper said...

I do have a fabuloso hairdresser--a refugee from Newbury Street. I'm so lucky to have him--I describe the color I want, he comes up with it. That, or he grabs the wrong color, applies it anyway, and we both go, "Oooooh I like that"...which is what's going on right now. The color is very intense and not at all natural...and I love it to pieces.

You sound like a woman of depths to me...

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