Friday, July 06, 2007

8 Random....

I've been tagged by Bobby Bittman. Now if you've been reading my blog you might guess I am pretty well tagged out. But dammit, I just can't let Bobby down. Can't do it....

You are supposed to post the rules first. Here's the abbreviated version. Post 8 random facts about yourself.


And away we go....


1.I have naturally curly hair. As a result my mother always cut my hair short as it was too hard to comb. She said it was the Italian Boy haircut. "Hello Mom. I'm a girl." I am modeling the Italian Boy haircut in the photo below wearing brown shorts. This picture shows 6 of the 7 children in the family. My oldest sister already flew the coop. Carla is looking like she desperately needs a diaper change. Mom is wearing her grooviest pants.



2. All my front teeth are fake as a result of a car accident wherein a county bus lost control and slammed into me causing me to "eat" the steering wheel. I did not get rich off this though I was in one of the richest counties in the country. All I got were my teeth. Bitter.

3. I don't mind at all if bunnies dine in my garden. I don't know what Mr. McGregor's problem was. This one comes for dinner every evening at 5:30.




4. I was so fat as a young child that my mother had to make my clothes as my arms would not fit in any sleeve-holes. I'm gonna let you guess which one is me.



5. After 20 years living in this location I am expert in telling the difference between the smell of chicken manure and the smell of cow manure.

6. I love the smell of sheets fresh from the line. Or clothes for that matter.



7. I don't do well in organized groups. I am always uncomfortable. Yet I once staged a PTA takeover w/a friend because we could not stand the incoming officers. They wanted to take and we wanted to give. We won. I would NEVER do it again.

8. I can do almost anything if I have to. Once I changed the water pump in my '76 Lemans with the help of my brother. And this was not an auto mechanic type brother. His boyscout badges were in basket weaving and cooking. I became so tired of pulling over at least once on the way to and from work to pour water in it that I decided I had to do it. This was the Capital Beltway. Not fun. I was determined. Went to the library, checked out the Chilton's
and followed the directions.

My Lemans was beige.

32 Comments:

Blogger The Future Was Yesterday said...

I don't do well in organized groups. I am always uncomfortable. Yet I once staged a PTA takeover w/a friend because we could not stand the incoming officers.

I think I dated your clone at one point in my life. She used to whimper and whine: "I can't do this!" then she'd tear through whatever it was like Sherman thru Georgia! Absolute hell on wheels!:)

7/07/2007 06:05:00 PM  
Blogger No said...

I'm impressed with all of your meme's...I was tagged by Bobby Bittman as well....My goodness, aren't we lucky?

7/07/2007 07:32:00 PM  
Anonymous Willowtree said...

1. How cone you're the only one with curly hair, huh?

2. Same thing happened to me, except mine was a concrete truck (seriously, I lost my front teeth too).

3. Ok, so my kangaroos are a bit more impressive, but no way could I top you mom's pants!

4. Me too.

5. You're on your own on this one.

6. Ditto.

7. Same here, but mine was a baseball association.

8. Yep, changed a motor or two myself.

Interesting!

7/07/2007 07:46:00 PM  
Blogger Peacechick Mary said...

Curly haired, unorganized mover and shaker! That's what we call you.

7/07/2007 07:58:00 PM  
Blogger Mary said...

TUA-
Well I did say I can do anything if I have to. But you're right I do say "can't" often. I will work on that.

No-Just as lucky as every other person who has a blog. This thing has 9 lives.

WT-
1. Carla has it. What about Anne w/the dark hair.

2.Very painful isn't it?

3. No. No one can top them can they?

4.No way!

5. It IS a special skill.

6.Anyone who can't appreciate this is wacko.

7. Nightmare isn't it?

8. Wow. A motor. I don't know. But I guess if I had to.

Peacechick- I personally am very organized just dislike organized groups w/rules and meetings etc.

7/07/2007 08:22:00 PM  
Anonymous JollyRoger said...

I once had to replace a starter in a shopping mall parking lot.

Being a hillbilly, of course, I had some experience at such things, but it was still something of a real thrill to be doing this while a couple of very cranky little boys bawled in the car.

Good times, good times. I was a hair shy of dirt poor then. Chimpy wants everyone to enjoy the lifestyle that gave so much to me...

7/07/2007 09:19:00 PM  
Blogger Good for Me said...

dropping by to say hello. it's been awhile. hope all is well with you and you're enjoying your summer!

7/07/2007 09:28:00 PM  
Blogger Chuck said...

Interesting. You're a great family person & to me, that's the most important thing there is.:)

I always like to read these things and yours were great (but you're right- the tags are a bit much lately). Impressed with the water pump story, but sorry about your excrement attuned olfactory senses. J/K HA!

(but really sorry about your teeth...bummer)

7/08/2007 02:55:00 AM  
Blogger Coffee Messiah said...

; )

The past is certainly entertaining, isn't it.

On reflection............

7/08/2007 07:12:00 AM  
Blogger Shrink Wrapped Scream said...

Oh, those pics are just so cute!

7/08/2007 08:32:00 AM  
Blogger Pursey Tuttweiler said...

Those pics are to die for. Okay, what is up with the oldest sibling in the group photo, is she too cool for photos at her age, bored out of her gourde or what? You went from being a sausage stuffed in casing to a skinny minnie by age 6! What the heck was Mumsy feeding you? Her pants, OMG. OMG. OMG. Now, the Italian Boy haircut, that is so wrong. Once Mumsy chopped our hair (Sissy's and mine) off in a "Pixie." We were going up the front porch steps to visit our grandparents and "Papa" took one look at us and looked at Mumsy and said, "Have you lost your mind." The car story, too funny. The PTA overthrow, calling on Mary, calling on Mary, we have a Presidential Office that needs to be raided and rousted.

7/08/2007 10:26:00 AM  
Blogger Pursey Tuttweiler said...

Those pics are to die for. Okay, what is up with the oldest sibling in the group photo, is she too cool for photos at her age, bored out of her gourde or what? You went from being a sausage stuffed in casing to a skinny minnie by age 6! What the heck was Mumsy feeding you? Her pants, OMG. OMG. OMG. Now, the Italian Boy haircut, that is so wrong. Once Mumsy chopped our hair (Sissy's and mine) off in a "Pixie." We were going up the front porch steps to visit our grandparents and "Papa" took one look at us and looked at Mumsy and said, "Have you lost your mind." The car story, too funny. The PTA overthrow, calling on Mary, calling on Mary, we have a Presidential Office that needs to be raided and rousted.

7/08/2007 10:26:00 AM  
Blogger Mary said...

Jollyroger- I was dirt poor back then and supporting two little babies completely on my own and heading fast towards eviction. They gave me an estimate of $500 which seemed like all the money in the world at the time. (actually I still don't like the sound of that)It made me extremely proud of myself at the time and gave that can do attitude to get through the rest of the shit headed my way.

Good for me- Good to hear from you! I hope you're all settled in your new place.

Chuck- Yeah. Big bummer. Avoid eat steering wheels if you can.

CM- LOL! Yes on reflection.

SWS-They are hysterical really.

Pursey- I think the same thing about Anne everytime I see this pic. She personifies the teen who wants to be anywhere but with her family. Moms and their scissors are to be avoided at all costs! I think I finally figured it out in the 3rd grade that I wasn't gonna ever let her cut my hair again. I think I slipped on more time right before 7th grade.
And Pursey if it would be that easy for me to step into the WHITE HOUSE believe me THAT I would do.

7/08/2007 10:53:00 AM  
Blogger Donnie McDaniel said...

So you like the smell of freshly dried linen and shit huh? Ooopss! You can tell the difference. ;)

7/08/2007 11:03:00 AM  
Blogger Mariamariacuchita said...

11. I find it interesting to read the facts about others.

7/08/2007 02:50:00 PM  
Blogger TomCat said...

5. After 20 years living in this location I am expert in telling the difference between the smell of chicken manure and the smell of cow manure.

Would you please be kind enough to take a whiff of GW Bush and tell us if he's full of CS or BS. ;-)

I understand being tagged out. The only meme I even do is Thinking Blogger.

7/08/2007 02:56:00 PM  
Blogger Mary said...

Donnie-Someday Donnie....

Maria- Me too.

Tom Cat- Chicken shit for sure. Much less tolerable.

7/08/2007 03:22:00 PM  
Blogger Peter Matthes said...

When I was really young I had to shop for all my school clothes in the "husky" section of Barneys.

I think they have done away with that section now because they finally realized the impact it had on the self esteem of their younger customers.

sigh.

7/08/2007 05:29:00 PM  
Blogger Yoga Korunta said...

1. TEETH? Try a broken femur!
5. & 6. Am not a farmer, but sure like the farmer's daughter!
8. Congratulations! You have a Can Do attitude!

Truly, you are greater than expected, Mary.

7/08/2007 06:52:00 PM  
Blogger Mary said...

Peter- Awww. Poor little guy. I don't remember being aware of my size but it doesn't look like much is going on in "husky" little brain.

Yoga- So are you saying you didn't expect much of me?

7/08/2007 08:49:00 PM  
Blogger Babzy said...

Hi Mary: It's amazing what we can do when we have to especially when we're responsible for children. I look back and wonder how did I do it?

7/08/2007 09:15:00 PM  
Blogger la bellina mammina said...

I don't think you were fat - you were what we'd call a cute chubby baby!! ;-) Love you italian boy 'do!

7/09/2007 04:08:00 AM  
Blogger dawn said...

Mary can't say I smelled chicken manure but the water pump thing , you really are amazing,way to go girl!!!

7/09/2007 11:32:00 AM  
Blogger Ingrid said...

You'd make a hell of topic for one of those 'good ol' days' series! lol .. you got spunk kid... I ESPECIALLY like how you fixed your own car.. AWESOME!

hugs

Ingrid

7/09/2007 02:12:00 PM  
Blogger Katie McKenna said...

Always fun to read more tidbits about you Mary! Thanks for sharing!

7/09/2007 04:19:00 PM  
Blogger TomCat said...

Mary, I had a feeling that would be the case. CS from the ChickenHawk.

7/09/2007 06:10:00 PM  
Blogger Mary said...

Hey everyone! I'm in NYC. Saw KT Tunstall last nite! She was amazing. Can't wait to tell you all about it.

Tomcat- Yep. That one was easy wasn't it?

Ingrid- Feeling a little less spunky today for sure. Big nite.

La Bellina- Aww. YOu make me feel better.

Dawn- I'm sure you could do it too.

Babzy- I think its a good thing what children do for us.

Katie-You are too kind.

7/10/2007 09:49:00 AM  
Blogger Cream said...

Great set of answers, Mary!
Love your backyard!

7/10/2007 12:41:00 PM  
Blogger Yoga Korunta said...

Um, that was the drugs talking! Yes, I was stoned and in pain, yet still reaching out to help you!

7/10/2007 09:37:00 PM  
Blogger just me said...

You look as cute as a doll with that curly hair. I used to crawl under a 78 ford truck and unstick the gears, so I wouldn't have to drive 20 miles home in second shift. Sometimes you do what you gotta do. Feels good though, don't it?

You are amazing Mary.

7/11/2007 09:27:00 PM  
Blogger Mary said...

Just me- I wouldn't trade those times. I think everyone should have a junker once in their lives. Maybe we wouldn't have so many spoiled snobs.

7/12/2007 08:39:00 AM  
Blogger TomCat said...

Too easy. ;-)

7/12/2007 12:43:00 PM  

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