memeby Judy at Mid-Life Bliss.
How
am I?Oh man, did I have to think about this one.
Here are the rules....
1) Link to the person who tagged you.
2) Mention the rules.
3) Tell six quirky yet boring, unspectacular details about myself.
4) Tag six other bloggers by linking to them.
5) Go to each person’s blog and leave a comment that lets them know they’ve been tagged.
Let the
begin.1. When I make a tuna sandwich, I include almonds in the mix.
2. As a child I was allergic to chocolate, now I'm not, but it triggers migraines, so I might as well be.
3. I don't drink coffee, never have. Can't stand the taste. Won't even eat coffee ice cream.
4. I read between 100-150 books each and every year.
5. Can't tolerate stupid, never.
6. I collect sports autographs, which is unusual for a woman. Most people assume the collector is Bob, no, it's me. I have a huge collection of autographed baseballs, most are in the Hall of Fame. I also have Mohammed Ali, signed on a boxing glove, and Joe Montana, on a football.
There, all done; that wasn't so bad. I had to really think about it. Do I really have any quirks? Well I guess I do.
Now I have to tag 6 people. I tag....no one, play if you want.







Recently when I pulled into our driveway, there was an egret walking down our sidewalk, away from our front door. He was tall, about 4 feet, and seemed to be just slowly strolling around. I stopped the car, and wasn't sure what to do. I'd already raised the garage door, so I left it up, I didn't want to unduly startle him. He walked in front of my car, totally ignoring me, the car with its engine running, and the open garage. He kept stopping to look at all the bushes and hedges. I just sat there, in my car, transfixed. By the time he'd strolled over to Reta's, Bob had popped into the garage, wondering why I hadn't come into the house. I motioned for him to come outside so he could see our visitor. We watched him stroll around in front of Reta's then move onto Barbara and Charlie's front yard.

























