Playing a Game - Random things about Julie

Let's Play a Game...

My sister Sarah tagged me to try this game.  http://ohmygish.blogspot.com/

So I figured why not.  I’ll also try to see if JIB has the bacon shake and try it but as much as I love bacon I just don’t think it sounds that appetizing. 

Supposedly I’m to tag people at the bottom of my post.  Alas, I don’t know how so please play if you can.

Rules:
1. Post these rules
2. You must post 11 random things about yourself.
3. Answer the questions set for you in their post.
4. Create 11 new questions for the people you tag to answer.
5. Go to their blog and tell them that you’ve tagged them.
6. No stuff in the tagging section about you are tagged if you are reading this. You legitimately have to tag 11 people.

Q and A:

1.      If you could live in any country other than America, where would you live? Tahiti, I’ve never been there but its on my bucket list. 

2.      Trains, Planes, or Automobiles? Automobiles, planes hurt my ears and trains don’t go enough places but I’ll get on any of them to travel somewhere neat.

3.      If you could change one thing about yourself, it would be ___?  I guess it would be my lazyiness.  I think I wasted a lot of time not studying in college.  I think I would have probably taken more out of college if I’d studied a bit more.  There was a lot of cramming for tests and my grades showed this.

4.      Do you let your gas tank get all the way to empty before filling it up?  Yes, but knock on wood I’ve only run out of gas once and it was in LA because I was on the side of the mountain and a fourth of a tank isn’t enough when you’re almost vertical.

5.      Favorite Disney movie?? (Sorry… had to!) - Monsters Inc. - I wish I had seen it during my childhood.

6.      Do you get seasick? Not that I’m aware of.  I’ve been on several cruises and boat rides.  When it started to get rough on the cruise, I took some bromide but I actually don’t think I needed it.  Once went on a cruise that hit some rough weather.  There were puke bags on all the stairwells.  Supposedly, there was a mass upchucking in the dining hall but it was over by the time we went up there.  I had no problems.  I guess of the water’s rough enough it will affect me too.

7.      How often do you dust/vacuum your house/apartment/room? Never, that is my hubby’s job and he’s very good at it.  Before I was married it was right before any party say 2 to 3 times a year maybe lol.

8.      What is your mixed drink of choice? If I’m making it myself its malabu rum and pinapple, banana, orange juice or a baileys and coffee; if I’m at Holihan’s it’s a key lime pie martini…yum

9.      Favorite pro sport to watch? I’m not much into sports but I do like to watch hockey because they bash each other.  I like to watch baseball and understand its rules the most.

10.  Would you rather be hot or cold? Cold, you can always put on more, you can only take off so much.

11.   Pick a decade other than 2000s or 2010s to live in. What decade do you choose? 1950s.  I loved the hats and dresses, the prosperity (in most cases) and the idea that the women would get together to play cards weekly.

11 Random Julieisms:

1.  I seriously hate people messing with the palms of my hands and the soles of my feet.  Pedi’s and Mani’s are actually torturous if they don’t hold my hands and feet properly.  At the very least, they are stressful, yet I do it because I love the results.  Heck I don’t even like it when other people touch their own palms or soles in my presence.

2.  I took classes and played clarinet from fifth grade until my sophomore year of college.  I even tried to minor in music until I changed from political science to business, which didn’t allow for art minors.  Knowing the treble clef alone, never having sung or played the piano was a cruel joke and the reason I made a D in music theory (I think it was a pity D), but while I was in college I did discover that my paternal grandparents met playing first and second chair clarinet in high school (Grandpa even toured in a band playing the clarinet) and just today, I found out my sister Sarah also played the clarinet (mind you that could have been mentioned in the past, I’ve just forgotten). Go figure.

3.  I can’t deal mentally with animals being injured or killed so if an animal gets injured or is put in harms way during a movie or tv show or in a book; I will stop reading/watching it.  Friends/family now warn me in advance if there is an animal in danger before I read or watch something.  Bambi, Dumbo, Lion King, Lady and the Tramp, Old Yeller all make me shudder and I won’t watch them again even though Lion King was a great movie.  I can still get teary eyed thinking about the book, Where the Red Fern Grows.  Our first grade teacher actually made us watch Old Yeller in class and in the fifth grade, the teacher read out load Where the Red Fern Grows to the class.  I was so traumatized they had to take me to the nurse sobbing uncontrollably. Of course when it comes to watching people blown up in big screen action flicks, I’m all for that, the bloodier the better lol.

4.  I love to bake but can’t cook to save my life.  I’ve taken cake decorating classes, chocolate classes and cookie classes and have always enjoyed them.  For a while I actually sold decorated cakes but discovered that people kept asking for the same cakes.  It got old fast.  I found though that because I didn’t practice, decorating the grooms cake for my wedding was hard and frankly, it looks way too amateurish but it only cost my $70.  Alas, people tell me all the time that I should open a bakery.  I did have a dream once and in that dream I retired to Alaska and opened a artsy book/art store that was combined with coffee/confectionary.  I made most of my money using my bionic camera eyes traveling over the world taking pictures and then framing the camera pictures with matching water colors (having learned to watercolor somewhere in my future lol).  Mind you it was only a dream and I was in my eighties and nineties when it happened.

5.  I’m a sore winner and a sore loser.  I have to mentally tell myself its just a game and I’m just there to play not to win.  If not, I can become a bit aggressive in my play.  I’ve actually been kicked off a card internet gaming table because the other players said they were sick and tired of me “running” the table during a friendly hearts game (hmm, my personal opinion is that there is never a friendly hearts game!).  I actually tackled a soon-to-be-nephew while playing spoons to yank the spoon out of his hand (he says he’s still traumatized).  I spent 4 hours in detention in junior high for cussing.  We were playing softball in PE and the other team members overthrew first base, then second base, and then third.  It seems that my Baptist PE teacher did not like me yelling at the rest of the team for screwing up.  It went something like, “Throw the  *$*^*% ball to the pitcher &*(&(%.”  I don’t know why she got so upset lol of course it could be that she was right behind me when I ranted very loudly to the rest of the team.  Which brings me to my favorite sport, swimming, its rarely a team sport and I hate sweating!  That’s also why I probably liked skiing too.  Thankfully, eight grade was my last PE as I was a band dork.

6.  I can’t spell.  I will blame this on genetics.  Weirdly enough, I spell better while typing than writing but even typing I’m a horrible speller.  I’ve been told my dad, uncles and great uncles, some of which were/are geniuses, couldn’t either.  Luckily, there’s spell check or I wouldn’t have a sit-down job right now.   I also can say that I spell better in spanish, german and latin because their rules actually make sense and to me are more phonetic. 

7.  I am ambidextrous, but I was raised right handed so although I can write left handed, its far sloppier and slower then if done right handed.  I discovered after dislocating my right elbow one year that after six weeks of writing with my left hand, it wasn’t that much more of a chore.  I also mouse, bowl, mini golf and shoot left handed. Not sure why, it just feels better in that hand.

8.  I am related to John Alden of the Mayflower threw my material grandfather’s family, the Dunhams.

9.  I’m afraid of cockroaches and will screech to high heaven when I see them.  Sadly I live in the south so I run into them on occasion.  I also have a fear of falling.  Not of heights per say but of actually falling from great heights.  This only intensified after I fell off an eleven foot cliff during a canoeing trip onto a half a foot of water covering sharp stones.  The trip sucked.  The reason I fell was because my friend Rose said watch out for the poison ivy and I instinctly took a step back into thin air because I’m super allergic to the stuff.  Down I went.  Luckily except for extending some ligaments in my foot or something like that and some cuts and bruises I was fine.  Of course after that it began to rain so everyone except for me went into the trees to keep from being pounded by the downpour…I wasn’t going anywhere near the three pronged leaves.  Then we had to walk our canoes out of there because the river was low even though it was raining.  Misery be my company.

10.  I like to name my cars.  My first car was a white, blue interior 1975 Bellaire Chevy that Mom and Don paid $1000 and gave me for my birthday/Christmas/Graduation gift; her name was Gerty for short or Gertrude and although she was considered mine, within the month that we got her Mom’s car died and so Mom “borrowed” her for work lol.  She died my senior year of college.  I still miss her.  My second car was an avocado green 1974 Delta Olds named Myrdal (the turtle).  I hated this car and it hated me too.  It broke down on every conservable freeway from Denton to Dallas.  The most embarrassing of which was the 4:00 p.m. Friday breakdown between the tollroad and 635, basically shutting down the ramp.  I’ve never seen so many people cuss and throw the finger as I walked down the ramp to the nearest hotel (before cell phones) to call for help.  To get her moving each morning I had to put oil, water, break fluid, steering fluid into her then I put the screwdriver into the carburetor, sprayed it, started her then I added transmission fluid of course I was sweating by this time as there was no air-conditioning and then revved it to clear the gas line and off I went; I think it got 9 miles to each gallon and she left messy puddles where ever I parked her.  Of course when I sold her for $500, she still had duct tape holding her water hoses together lol.  Lets give a shout out to ductape. Now I drive Petunia, my purple Mazda 3.  She’s a sweetie. 

11.  I love to read fiction and have gone though several genres.  I started out reading historical fiction around 11, moved on to harlequin romances at 12, then enjoyed a nice period reading westerns around 13, went back to harlequins for a decade or so then I went into suspenses and mysteries, now I read mostly alternate supernatural reality books.  Of course, I’ve kept my favorite authors from all of these genres.  Or should I say, listen, since most of my reading these days is through audible.

Q&A for others to play:

1.  What, if any, bones have you broken and how?

2.  Do you remember your first boyfriend/girlfriend kiss and if so with whom, where, and when?

3.  What is your greatest fear and why do you have that fear?

4.  What is your most hated food and why?

5.  Name your favorite deceased relative and why?

6.  Ice cream, frozen yogurt, shaved ice or sherbet?

7.  What is the weirdest thing you used ductape to fix?

8.  What was your favorite school activity excluding lunch and recess?

9.  What is your first memory?

10.  In which languages can you count to 10?

11.  Have you ever fallen a sleep in church or a church related activity and if so where, when, why?