Tagged! 7 Random Facts About Me and More!

I was tagged by Z to reveal 7 random things about me, so here goes:

1. I have never, ever, not-once, smoked pot. I may have done some harder stuff, yeah; pot, no. Nor anything else that has to be smoked. I want to have pink lungs at my autopsy. This is a major concern of mine, ever since we saw autopsy movies in middle school of smokers' lungs. Hence, I smoke nothing, ever. I may have a green and fatty liver, but my lungs will be pink and fresh! However, this means that my oral fixation must be satisfied by other means . . .

2. I always vote. Always. School elections, drain commissioner, doesn't matter - I'm there. If I can't be there, I vote absentee. I'm a total participatory democracy geek.

3. My major in college was Justice, Morality, and Constitutional Democracy. No kidding. They shortened it to "Social Science - Law, Democracy" on the actual diploma. That's really not much shorter, is it?

4. I was accepted to both law school and grad school for psych and chose law. Now I hate, hate, HATE practicing law. Don't think I'd like psychology either, though. I really despise whiny clients who expect me to fix all their problems. Guess I'm just not a people-person. Now I really want to go back to school (again!) and get a master's of library science. I could specialize in legal research. Besides, who wouldn't want to be a hot librarian?

5. I have no tattoos and probably never will. Spousehole and I joke that we'll be the only ones in the nursing home with no ink. I think they look great on others, I just am not good with permanency. If I did get one, it would be the words "exit only" on my butt. That would amuse my gastroenterologist to no end (pun fully intended).

6. Both my kids were born by c-section and I do not consider myself any less of a woman for it. It pisses me off when I read about women who think they "failed" because they ended up with a c-section. Get over yourselves already! If you and your kid are healthier for having had the c-section, who cares? My son would not have survived a vaginal birth (he barely survived anyway) and they tell me my chances weren't so great either. (If you really want that whole story, email me for my other blog url.)

7. My husband and others are pushing me to run for public office - Board of Education - and I am considering it. I'm already quite involved, serving on a council that advises the superintendent. Ours is no rinky-dink school district. We serve over 22,000 students annually. That makes a run for office a big thing, and an expensive prospect, so I'm hesitant to act. We'll see. Wouldn't be for a while anyhow.

I've got to tag seven more. Man, I've tagged so many people lately, it's getting difficult to find new people to harass, but here goes: Trueself, SlipofaGirl, StangLover, SM, Vexxy, George, and Semi-Celibate Man (SCM is on a well-deserved semi-hiatus, so he may or may not get around to it - don't hold your breath; do go see his video though. It's very hot, if you like that sort of thing. And I really like that sort of thing).


Is there such a thing as porn for women? Huffington Post, June 11, 2007

Bumper sticker on a Subaru: One by one the penguins are stealing my sanity (thought of Mrs. Zig and her penguin thing immediately)

I was SO not bringing my "A" game last night with my still-has-no-official-blog-moniker-friend. I mean, everyone got what they came for (pun fully intended) but my brain wasn't really into it and I was just tired. He may never call me again after that! ;) Ah well, then he wouldn't need a blog moniker, would he? Too much time in the sun yesterday. Spent 3 hours(!) at the splash park with the kids. Like a good mommy, I slathered them both in sunscreen and even reapplied after an hour or so. Like an idiot, however, I didn't put any sunscreen on me until it was too late. LobsterGirl rears her bright-red head!!! Sunburn makes me cranky and out-of-sorts. Plus, I should know better since my baby sister is battling some ugly skin cancer. I'm such a doofus sometimes.

Hey - I won Ed's vacation destination contest!! My prize: a special EdTime story as only Ed can write them. Go see!!!

The Standoff continues . . .