Tagged for Eight Things...

If we had no faults of our own, we would not take so much pleasure in noticing those of others. ~ Francois duc de la Rochefoucauld

Mary tagged me yesterday, so now I have to tell all. Here are 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.

8 random facts/habits about me ...

1. My left ear is about 1/2" lower than my right one. This wreaks havoc on my ability to wear glasses of any kind. Recently, I've taken to putting the arm of my suglasses right side on my ear so that the glasses are level. What a pain.

2. Aside from dogs, I firmly believe that rats make the best pets. They are affectionate, cheap to feed and wicked smart -- my last rat was allowed free roam of the apartment (despite my three cats who never bothered him) because he was litter box trained and came when I called. Even my dog doesn't do that half the time, LOL.

3. There are very few creep crawlies that freak me out -- the hissing cockroach is one I can think of off the top of my head. Ick. But spiders, wasps & bees (I don't love them, but we co-exist pretty well most of the time -- I don't count the three times I've been stung out here), worms, snakes, etc. don't bother me at all.

4. I love to move. As a kid, my folks had itchy feet -- I lived in nine places by the time I was eighteen, and we weren't in the military. It must have rubbed off. Before I was married, I lived in ten different places. DH and I have lived in this house for almost eight years now, and I am DYING to move. It's the longest I've ever stayed in one place.

5. I don't make friends easily (I'm actually quite private), but will talk to anyone. This constantly mystifies my daughter who talks to no one (I successfully drilled the "don't talk to strangers" mantra into her head, apparently). I strike up conversations with strangers all the time -- in line at the store, while pumping gas. Last week I was standing at the checkout/return area at the library waiting for DD to finish finding books, and I stopped everyone who came in to return books and movies to ask if they liked what they'd read and seen. I'm desperate for good reading material. Most people were amused, one was not. His problem, not mine. Of course.

6. I'll eat nearly every veggie out there, but have yet to find a way to cook lima beans to make them palatable. They are, quite possibly, the most disgusting vegetable known to mankind. I'll eat brussel sprouts, gag down beets, but lima beans? UGH... seriously.

7. I never follow recipes when I bake or cook. Even the first time. Again, this is a trait that mystifies my daughter. I use handfuls of this, a spoonful of that, a sprinkle of something else. Then I'll add this thing that sounds like it'll taste good in it, while omitting that thing that isn't as yummy. The only thing I measure carefully are leavening ingredients. And, for the most part, everything I make is quite edible.

8. Despite the fact that I'm a little cluttered, I know where every last thing is. OTOH, my DH is a neat freak who never puts things away where they belong -- as long as things are "away" so you can't see them, that's all that matters. Drives. Me. Nuts.

Hmmm... I'll tag: Charity, Judy (again), Anno, and five other people who want to join in when they read this! LOL...

Don't forget: I've got a book giveaway contest in the works again this week - don't forget to toss your name into the hat!